The World's on fire
That's no reason to fret
We'll play our games
Without regrets
Games of pretense
Games of joy
Games that help forget
Used as a ploy.
There's pain around
And hopelessness
Nero, they say, fiddled away
As his Rome burned
We will go a step ahead
Keep in our heads
Fires burn others
To us, there's no threat
And when the giant
Reaches our door
We'll scream, we'll call out
Till we are no more
But others will go on
Playing their games
Staying a safe distance
From those flames.
That's no reason to fret
We'll play our games
Without regrets
Games of pretense
Games of joy
Games that help forget
Used as a ploy.
There's pain around
And hopelessness
Nero, they say, fiddled away
As his Rome burned
We will go a step ahead
Keep in our heads
Fires burn others
To us, there's no threat
And when the giant
Reaches our door
We'll scream, we'll call out
Till we are no more
But others will go on
Playing their games
Staying a safe distance
From those flames.
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