And all I’m seeing
Is picking sides
They’re pointing fingers
And telling lies
This ain’t a pulpit
Ask your god
Your acting but I’m asking if the act is off

And all I’m seeing is minuscule
It’s silly how manipulation’s
Always startin small
You start em young
To take the fall
Now keep on going keep on going
Count your gold

And I don’t wanna open up my eyes
Cuz I don’t wanna see what you gotta show
And I don’t wanna stay for the surprise
I think it’s better if I go

And all I’m seeing is ticky tok
The tickets sold
Count the clock
You stood in line
You paid the price
The blood and fill
You love that Vice

And all I’m seeing is misdirect
And I can feel it pulling me from right to left
I’m up and down
Yea paint my face
I’ll play the clown
Get me out of this place

And all I’m seeing
Is my way out
I hold my breath
I have my doubts
But here I come
To lose the duel
Baby for you don’t you know ill play the fool

And all I’m seeing
Is lost my mind
I lost my way
I’m losing time
I lost my mother
And I can’t see
Now I’m blind and baby it’s just you and me