You could but didn’t think about if you should
Your lack of foresight doesn’t make you look good
You’re convinced you’re not, but it feels like you’ve been lying
What’s the price point of not getting what I should?
Doubting at this point it’s even good
See it when I believe it, doesn’t feel like you’ve been trying
You’re radical but cynical
I know I’m hypercritical
I call it like I see it
You read diabolical, hypocritical
I’m not the only one who sees it
But go off, turn the rock up, and drown out the cries
Drown out the cries