Walk Through Exits Only

It’s ruined.
Everybody ruins music…
Not just me…
You saw it/you liked it/embraced it/then
Faked it…
Not just me…
(I’m) jaded and over it/sick of the whole of
It…
Everything piles up…
Until I burn it in the trash/rip it up and turn
It into ashes…
Exit! It’s ruined.
Everybody ruins music…
Not just me…
You heard it/you learned it/you dressed
It/(and) accessed it…
Not just me…
(I’m) jaded and over it/sick of the whole of
It…
Everything piles up…
Until I burn it in the trash/shred it up and
Incinerate to ashes…
Exit!
Everything piles up…
Until I burn it in the trash/incinerate and turn it into ashes…
Exit!