Letras
Your skin's in my mouth, but I'm thinking about
Thousands of things that don't got your name
So I'm distant and weird, we stop and you're all ears
But how could I say I've just been thinking that
It's harder every year to find excuses that'll keep me in the clear
The arbitrary lines have been pressed in the sand
The proof that piles in my trashcan
While the skin on my hands is looking
Older every day, the lies I've told have turned to leather on my face
The love I've lost has turned to needles in my heart
But I'm to blame for all the bad parts
They're the choices I make every day
That's when I turned my face away
And ever since, I'm stuck that way
No change, you vote for change, you've got no shame
I'll watch every debate 'til I can't think straight
Take abortion away, but both sides, they feel the same
And I know how I'll vote, but I still don't know
What difference it truly makes, it seems to me
We get the same shit from them both
Reform to work, I think it's time for a work reboot
But I don't got the guts to jump up and strike first
So I just shout until my throat hurts, and I curse
And I curse at what they fucked up in Iraq
You say, "support the troops" and "do want them all but back"
But then your drones begin to drone into Pakistan
And there's no change, I can't believe it
So if you really go and reinstate the draft
You straightaway just split the country straight in half
So try arresting everyone who sends their draft cards back
I'll be returning mine in no time flat
In a sense, we're the same, we're struggling to save face
It's a question of scope, how far are you willing to go
To make rights of your wrongs, despite the risk involved
It's a question of faith
See, if you wait until we've all been burned to ash
To tell the truth about the shit buried in our pasts
We'll split a taxi to the fire pit way down south
So let's wake up, let's open our mouths
'Cause you remind me that it's harder every year