Stop!

«So what do you make out of this one?
A handful of nothing and the day is done
Join us all in staring into the sun
You throw yourself in the river for what reason?
What do you make out of this one?
Shut your mouth please
'Cause no one’s really listening and I know how it feels
And I know, I know, I know I’m a little insect here
But you’re an even smaller one my dear
Stop whatever youre doing
'Cause I am sufficating here
I am really aching dear
I can’t breathe and I can’t feel
It must be something poisoning in the air
Oh yeah, oh no
So what do you make out of this one?
A handful of nothing and the day is done
Join us all in staring into the sun
You throw yourself in the river for what reason?
What do you make out of this one?
Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!