Starting Line

When the starting line is too far to even see
And there's no hope of getting anywhere close to what you would like to be
Beads of sweat connect to make a puzzle of your face
All the laughter surrounding you tastes like double-[?] insults
And you've never been the one to make a mockery of hope
But you've become so fucking sarcastic that you start to believe yourself
All illusions and novelty items bеcome so precious
Diamonds dangling from dollar find dreams

[Fast]
That's not been a population of ballеrinas
And every step we've taken hasn't been a beautiful one
All we ever did was keep following the paces of a dominant history edited for comfort
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That's not been a population of ballerinas
And every step we've taken hasn't been a beautiful one
All we ever did was keep following the paces of a dominant history edited for comfort

Sit still in landfills called cities
Maybe you'll see Virgin Mary on a brick wall
Futures die fast with hamsters and goldfish
Fake flowers are the most reliable friends you have

When the starting line is too far to see
And the hope of getting there has become diseased
When your friends [?] fingers and sit on TV
And the world is [?]