Interlude

Grasping at the pedals in the fast lane
Laughing at the medals in the ash tray
Suffocating while we're lazing and debating
For a reason to feel victimized
A reason we can criticize
Lacking all the prowess of a real king
And we're tracking all the knowledge that we're missing
Lackadaising at the praising and the chasing
Of a victim for mentality
A victimless mortality

We're a lost cause
Grasping at straws
A broken token of a time that never was
Just a last chance
Another circumstance
A seasoned reason for a crime that never was



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