All eyes on the system placed before you. No time for an explanation. Deceitful. While we dance in (these circles), if you listen, close enough... Doesn't it feel like a broken record slicing through the skin? The sound has been over played and overrated, but the dance sure takes a long time don't it? We go round and round. Forget the heart, the life, the scene, the stage, the sound. We go all round on display. I quess the powers that we will see it's time to make our decision and if you listen, close enough... Doesn't it feel like a broken record slicing through the skin? The sound has been over played and overrated, do I exist to satisfy you, and satisfy nothing? I'm right here and I´m hoping to be something, to mean something to somebody at all, but it's the same old song, one dance with the same old song. Same old song...^{X 6} Doesn't it feel like a broken record, a broken record? I exist to satisfy you, to satisfy nothing! Fear steers progress... But right know I'm hoping to be something that means something to somebody at all! But it's same old song.