Why does the world go round and round?
Why do people act like they care but then let you down?
Why do we pretend to be free, and act like we’re normal,
Run away from all our problems and hide behind fake morals?
Why do the rich get richer from the hands of the poor?
Why do we bow down like slaves under the shadows of the cruel?
Why do people boast about their friend named Howard,
When the streets are full of liars and cowards?
Why do men play games to get in each other’s minds?
Why do we regret what we’ve done, and the things we’ve left behind?
Is everything connected, like the Circle of Fifths?
Or are we all controlled by a solitary power, like the One Ring?

Some day, things are bound to make sense.


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