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Though they aren’t very sure Where they are, it’s a blur From the calling in the streets To the frantic running feet How the people fall into disarray. How they swish, swish past Like their dreams will never last They are running, speeding, racing Not quite sure what they’re chasing How the people crash into disarray. Though they question, question, question They still haven’t learned a lesson Like robots they are roaming For information they are combing How the people are baffled into disarray. How they now are giving up, it’s abrupt Because their brains are now corrupt They have now become awa