The Echo of a Ducks Quack

Every time you let them in were killing them
Were killing them
And every lie that's among the table will be used for film
Used for film

And we dance around the opening sun
We are the ones
We are the ones
That will lose the flowers of sanity
Insanity
Were left without love on without a crutch.

And everyone runs out of the classroom
To see us on the ground on our knees holding ourselves
Why do we hear their problems its our problems
Why is stupid to see the same thing twice
Just to talk shit it isn't nice

With chocolate hands i murder you with just to lick my fingers when I'm done, Sweet.
These children laugh at the same thing twice
And i come home and just read these poems, repeat.

They repeat! there all the same.
Different reasons same fucking game
I'm sorry everyone love fucking sucks
Our screams shall echo but not the ducks.