NC-17

How

Are we

Supposed to stop

Without that

I don't ever want another chance

I wonder why we

Start at all

I won't go back

I remember how it really is

I wonder why we

Start at all

Where

Are we

Supposed to go

We're on the grind

We're trapped in a primitive past

I don't want to

Stop at all, but

I won't go back

I don't ever want to try again

How will we ever

Start over?