Hey
We could use some more of your gold wisdom
Gonna put us all up in a glass prison
What I'm missing
Legs walk straight gotta save time
Always gonna find me in a b-line
Told my dog this morning I would be right back
Back
Try to cop a ticket that's a big lie
Status what I'm missing and it's not nice
Tell us in the paper that we might find traps
Try to stop don't know the vision
We all talk but never listen
I kinda need it
Don't wan't to see it go
Save time
B-line
Be right
Back
Nice try
All mine
Not nice
Trapped
Blame my
Big lies
Might find
Facts
Don't cry
Remind
Your mind
Lacks
A certain sense of accomidation
Oh where do we go from here
Must I continue these instigations
Don't care
To really know your fears
It came to me as a proclamation
How do we find it
And does it last forever