Downtown struggle, former troublemakers on the loose.
Underwhelming, out of focus, we cannot choose.
Cleaning after golden boys.
The hardest part is to begin.

The thieves are out again.
Noticing a trend.
Finding a clue.
To help us cut through.

Clothes off.

Burglar in the afternoon.
Torturing self for a tune.
Reading up on the news.
They kill.
Getting lost in own abuse.

Realize your own demise.
Finding a clue to help us fall through.

Having a deja-vu.
You've heard this too.
Being this much obsessed
makes it feel so processed.
You are so processed.

Clearly I am mesmerized,
why are you so much surprised?
If you would know the lines,
you wouldn't have to.