The Hill

Is this the hill you wanna die on
I keep on stepping back, for my own self preservation
A fairly useless act, according to everyone
I see the fatal crack in my determination
Echo the message on, but the deed is done
And I say to myself

I can see just where you're coming from
But you've got to realize it doesn't work that way
Think of someone other than yourself...
Is this the hill you wanna die on?
That little snap you hear, is the human condition
The way this all turns out, we can only take so much

The limit drawing near, a painful premonition
Too close to the fire we made, burning to the touch
And I say to myself
I can see just where you're coming from
But you've got to realize it doesn't work that way
Think of someone other than yourself
I can see just where you're coming from
But you've got to realize, there's another way
Let's think of someone other than ourselves