Spread ourselves thin and wipe away the sweat of working though a thick skin 

The easiest way to dodge is to ignore 

Spit back and wait for more 

Turn the pages of history yellowed, underlined and torn 

No chance of tracing exactly how these terms were born 

Rewrite plan of attack 

Find a number with a bullet 

Fellate the right minds so a suit won't pull it 

Label the lie 

Label the lie 

Though it may be better than sitting above your higher horse 

running backwards through ten years of the same course 

I'm done asking why we look ahead when we face the wrong way 

Better to swollow my intentions and watch the past slip away