.[Verse 1]
Food banks spring open
Like jaws dropping in time
The weight of man is measured
By the depths of a carrier bag
I'm frozen for ages
The same faces, the same scars
It's a shame all our sages
Are rotten to the middle
[Chorus]
Someone bet.
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