Everything changes but me

Everything changes but me As the world explodes And I watch my dreams erode Just let me be I question my sanity When darkness descends Is this finally the end? Why is the world so driven by vanity? How long do we wait Do we run, do we hide? Is there no one on the other side? How long will we still be the world’s bait? Does the world not see? We have lost is all humanity There is nothing left but profanity Everything changes but me

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