Like Spinning Plates ('Why Us?' Version)

Why us? Why not someone else, not us? The cameras are turnin' off Our lights all run away And this just feels like Spinning plates Our bodies floating down the muddy river How you make pretty speeches I'm being cut to shreds You feed me to the lions A delicate balance When this just feels like Spinning plates I'm living in Cloud Cuckoo Land When this just feels like Spinning plates Our bodies floating down the muddy river (Why us?)