Smoke and Mirrors
Lyric #3190 by bassMonkey
Tags: Allegory, Ambition
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You never get much for nothing,
So nobody gets a free ride,
Down at the river,
Of smoke and mirrors,
Where the creatures all slither and slide.
Although you don't talk about it,
It's written all over your face,
And there ain't much doubt,
When your gut screams out,
That you gotta get out of this place.
You can take it with you down to the river,
You can tie it all up in a sack,
But you toss it in there and you better beware,
That the worst ones always come back.
I see 'em dive in there sometimes,
Believing they can swim upstream,
Struggling for breath,
While they choke to death,
On the bitter remains of a dream.
I figure you'll be back some day,
Standing with your sack on the shore,
Down at the river,
Of smoke and mirrors,
Where everybody wants a bit more.
You can take it with you down to the river,
You can tie it all up in a sack,
But you toss it in there and you better beware,
That the worst ones always come back.
So nobody gets a free ride,
Down at the river,
Of smoke and mirrors,
Where the creatures all slither and slide.
Although you don't talk about it,
It's written all over your face,
And there ain't much doubt,
When your gut screams out,
That you gotta get out of this place.
You can take it with you down to the river,
You can tie it all up in a sack,
But you toss it in there and you better beware,
That the worst ones always come back.
I see 'em dive in there sometimes,
Believing they can swim upstream,
Struggling for breath,
While they choke to death,
On the bitter remains of a dream.
I figure you'll be back some day,
Standing with your sack on the shore,
Down at the river,
Of smoke and mirrors,
Where everybody wants a bit more.
You can take it with you down to the river,
You can tie it all up in a sack,
But you toss it in there and you better beware,
That the worst ones always come back.
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Joined: 18 ott 2014
great song brother here's the band
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