It's the world around
That wants to mold you
It's the world around
That folds you and folds you
It's the world around
That wants to control you
It's the world around
The price of living is high indeed
But the price of dying is losing everything
Everything ever gained or lost
So where do your thoughts continue when gone
Where are mine?
The world around
The world around
The world around
The world around
