We take ourselves too seriously
We sneak as may politics as we can
But, who will be the last to realize that sometimes selling out is waking up?
So, here we are, two different walks of life crossed once before
And, it still takes a thousand miles to co-exist
We are the same, just trying to exist
If rewritten pamphlets is the best clarity can provide,
then you need one (a drink) worse than me
Being delusional, well, that's a whole new bag and it's fine
It's fine with everyone until you touch them
(nothing is said no matter how angry or impassioned it may seem)
and when they finally had enough, they leave
They leave in fear
Your legacy will forever be self-righteous and violence against your own
Against your own
They can candy-coat their hardline roots all they want,
but, I've seen the tapes
Don't ever let those clowns define you
We take ourselves too seriously
We never leave our politics at home and just live
There will always be some struggle
Well, sometimes selling out is waking up