Riddled by the of words that makes the edges blur on the outskirts of sincerity and pride Stretched as far as words can by the lure of higher meaning There's something out there behind the power lines
It's all, all the same to me It's all the to me
Lost all faith in and deadlines closing in Tired of deciphering the wayward, of truth I don't care 'cause I can't I don't know,
sure we've had a good run with vowels, nouns and letters But within very nature the ability to distort There's nothing in the words I that makes me want to take a stand It has gone on for far too long I chose to
It's all, it's all the to me It's all the to me
The ends of our conditioning to swallow, take and it keep me in the dark than look me in the eye and lie I don't care 'cause I can't I know, anymore
It's all these things pulling us down To senses gone I It's all these same things making us There's nothing for me it coming, heading for you now
I even stand the tone of arrogance and denial on display Here you are listless left for deaf about what standards we set In times of weary tongues and ears that no end to it Unwilling or unable, the difference left for hudgement
all the same to me It's all the to me
It passes on from wicked mouths as victim on another role New bold oppressor our teacher's product now tall I care, 'cause I can't feel I don't know,
It's all these same things pulling us To gone I cheer all these same things making us blind There's nothing for me Hear it coming, heading for you now,