And this just feels like spinning plates...
While you make pretty speeches...
I am being cut to shreds...
You feed me to the lions...
A delicate balance...
And this just feels like spinning plates...
I am living in cloud cuckoo land...
And this just feels like spinning plates...
I am living in cloud cuckoo land...
And this just feels like spinning plates...
Our bodies floating down the muddy river...
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