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Watchful eyes
What makes this world turn
What makes these dreams burn
When did this all start
Why do we all fall apart
To the end of time
we cycle thru each crime
pinching every dime
To the end of time
Maybe its for the best
maybe it suits the rest
To the end of time
we cycle thru each crime
pinching every dime
To the end of time
Lives dont last
as long as the memories of
souls are immortal
within thoughts of mankind
the ones on the podium are seen and criticised
observed with critiqueing eyes
Don't flinch from the stormy weather
Stay composed under pressure
