The Mirror Trap - Piranhas

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We’re up to our eyeballs, in half a million problems
Piranhas come calling and tear the flesh right off us
I woke up this morning, with three bears in my porridge
With no good news in paper, no let up in the weather
I live for the weekend, a bowl to put my keys in
I hide my desires, so you won’t kick me out the gang
How can you see with the sun in your eyes?
How do you know when you’re feeling low?
It takes you over, it takes you on
One stop, ten years, I was young when I first got here, now Im sick,
I can’t breath
I love her, I hate her, I couldn’t live without her
I think I might kill her so no one else can have her
I would turn to drink but I just don’t have the stomach
I’m F. Scott Fitzgerald without the money or the wife
How can you see with the sun in your eyes?
How do you know when you’re feeling low?
It takes you over, it takes you on
One stop, ten years, I was young when I first got here, now Im sick,
I can’t breath
And all I see is a brick wall, just another mother-fucking brick wall
Its all there, its all there, and its never going to go