It saddens the soul to see it real-time,
Our steady descent into the slime.
Did it start with the escalator ride?
Or was that a result of the outgoing tide?
Whatever the roots, we are where we are…
Outdoing each other to reach the low bar.
It saddens the soul to see it real-time,
Our steady descent into the slime.
Did it start with the escalator ride?
Or was that a result of the outgoing tide?
Whatever the roots, we are where we are…
Outdoing each other to reach the low bar.