Shiny happy people laughing Meet me in the crowd People people Throw your love around Love me love me Take it into town Happy happy Put it in the ground Where the flowers grow Gold and silver shine
[Reason] Think hard, you are lying here in a hospital bed Disregard the emotions inside your head Concentrate on the real world beyond your mind It’s not to late to leave your burdens behind
I’ve often wondered if there’s a point to so many things we do, we say, we see. More than once I’ve come to conclude that many things we do are just for the masses, for the appeasing of the public that surrounds us. Looks are everything, who gives a flying fuck about the person underneath these days?