there is no one here and the lights are turned low
possibly i wanted to go
deeper into things that i didn't know
and the trip was anything but sweet
i didn't see anyone whispering on the street
in this new game of quid pro quo
trying to get a hot ticket to the one-way show
but the room is dark and the buzz is crowd noise
tickling all the little circus boys
all prim and proper in their schoolyard poise
and the trip was anything but sweet
i didn't see anyone whispering on the street
in this new game of quid pro quo
well, there was a price to pay and i had cash
with a constant supply of day-old trash
the object was for love to be brash
and the trip was anything but sweet
i didn't see anyone whispering on the street
in this new game of quid pro quo
trying to get a hot ticket to the one-way show.
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Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)
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