The Echo Of Stupidity

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🌀 "You sweep in like a storm, with no thought, with no plan. Spreading words like empty promises, leaving chaos where you stand." 🌀
This song speaks to a truth we all recognize - the ones who create chaos without ever feeling its weight. They’re everywhere: in companies, in governments, in positions of power, steering decisions that affect us all. But when everything falls apart, it’s us who are left to clean up the mess.
👉 Tired of carrying the burden of others’ mistakes? Listen to The Echo of Stupidity, share it, and let’s make them hear the weight of their actions.
You sweep in like a storm, with no thought, with no plan,
Spreading words like empty promises, leaving chaos where you stand.
You never notice the ground trembling under your weight,
It’s us who must find balance when everything breaks.
You laugh out loud at the world, as if it’s all a game,
But every move you make leaves us to bear the pain.
We’re the ones who clean the wreckage, we’re the ones who fall,
While you walk on untouched, with no shame at all.
You don’t see it, but we take the hit,
We’re the ones who suffer when the world tilts and splits.
Foolishness feels light to those who don’t know,
But we’re left to carry the weight of all you’ve bestowed.
You make choices no one can grasp, but with a confident face,
As if the truth itself follows your chosen pace.
We watch, we sigh, we try to understand,
But every time you speak, it’s us left to take a stand.
For ignorance is silent, it thinks it knows best,
Never seeing the chaos it leaves in its wake and unrest.
We’re the ones forced to rebuild it all again,
While you move on as if nothing’s been spent.
You don’t see it, but we take the hit,
We’re the ones who suffer when the world tilts and splits.
Foolishness feels light to those who don’t know,
But we’re left to carry the weight of all you’ve bestowed.
We try to speak, we try to make you see,
But every time we reach you, you turn and leave.
We carry your chaos, we carry your fall,
And you never notice - not even when we’ve had it all.
You don’t see it, but we take the hit,
We’re the ones who suffer when the world tilts and splits.
Foolishness feels light to those who don’t know,
But we’re left to carry the weight of all you’ve bestowed.
So next time you speak, think of what you give,
For foolishness is light for you but heavy for those who live.
We carry your mistakes, we carry your trail,
And we hope one day, we’ll be free from your tale.