Lyrics by Indi Riverflow

And here’s an empty echo chamber
Compounding sounds of borrowed voices
No hooks in sight to serve as anchor
For your tapestry of choices

Gifted you are, oh yes it is true
But the gift was not meant only for you
We all chipped in to give you your due

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Juggling jaws
Grasping straws
Struggling to claw
Free from the fame
Chained like a half-tame
Trained dancing bear
Don’t blame me
I just work here

Pulled in six directions
Away from your beating heart
Split up in scattered sections
Sacrificed on the altar of art

Don’t blame me
I just work here

I can see your rising ire
Bright as any flame
The sting from your cold shoulder
Burns me just the same

Don’t blame me
I just work here

Oh I know if the roles reversed
I might roll my eyes like you
For I surely haven’t seen the worst
Of what you’re going through

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