Breaking out of a situation I’m yet to figure out
Reading up on the new mutation of stupidity the world seems to be about
Facing obstacles is never easy but the line seems to be crossed
Too many things seem to be less important than to bury the hatchet, bury it at all costs
Missed opportunities and friends that tell you lies
Won’t get your far in this life
Getting away doesn’t mean you’re in the clear
Remember, what you don’t overcome, you fear
Ancient history is somehow present tense
Without any thought or question we neglect our precious common sense
All for what we choose to believe that necessarily don’t mean a thing
As long as it suits our egos, we fight for the right to create the storm it brings
Missed opportunities and friends that tell you lies
Won’t get your far in this life
Getting away doesn’t mean you’re in the clear
Remember, what you don’t overcome, you fear
Missed opportunities and friends that tell you lies
Won’t get your far in this life
Getting away doesn’t mean you’re in the clear
Remember, what you don’t overcome, you fear