round and around we go...*

let me off this merry-go-round
the one where only the wierd and strange get in
a daunting vision for those on the outside
staring in disbelief while we celebrate
the pale complexions and buried eyes
we can no longer disguise
we're vultures in this place
stripping the corpses
with smiles across our faces
not realizing we're the ones dead
who cares if the world
is running towards its end?
it will still be ours
as long as we don't see
each other's flaws
below the cracked surface
only we can see the undeniable beauty
the mushroom cloud holds
how else could we live in ourselves?
let's lay still
keep quiet
and enjoy the little things
that makes us great
in our own special way
...unaware of the trends
and crowds

*- claramente inspirado no excelente "carrossel dos esquisitos" dos clã