As you entered the door
music played
but the music that you culd hear, all was just bass
you get your drink from a barell
but it’s taste’s no good without ice
sip after sip
your vision becomes poor and all you see is haze
you gather in a flock, just like mountain goats
your body on the floor, but your mind and soul afloat
you start dancing
dancing with strangers
around you, faces of people you dont recognize
thier faces of chrome
never remind you, that it’s time to go home
and when it’s time to bid farewell
you realize that all were eating from your plate
coz they find no alternate
but after it all ends, they start searching for you
and you start searching for a remedy
Crafted By: Mahesh Mahtani
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