The Rosey
The wheels of the world
are grinding to a halt
While everyone tells you
everyone else is at fault
Everyone else is
nowhere to be found
Then just like the nursery rhyme
We all fall down
The things we are doing now
can't be undone
We're running around and around
with nowhere to run
You cannot escape
it's coming to your town
When just like the nursery rhyme
We all fall down.
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