Small Talk کے بول

Huddled in a hallway making secret mindless chatter A finger that points at you and the giggles that come after Spreading all the latest news, those Lilliputians Find their strength in number Walk towards a noisy room, deathly quiet when you enter Look across those shallow eyes that turn and smuggly whisper Wait your turn in line, but the teller Shuts his wicket on your number Had enough of this, small talk The most useless information Small talk, making worse my situation In ignorance grows, way out of control When you're the last to know Mutated seeds that snowball down the biggest mountains Contaminated water flowing from never ending fountains And it's carried on by all the empty lives Living someone else's Had enough of this small talk