Figure It Out, Summer Sanders

SOMETIMES MY INSPIRATION
FEELS LIKE ASPYHIXIATION
I TRY TO DO WHAT’S RIGHT
HOW DO YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT?
SO WHILE YOU TOSS AND TURN
I’D RATHER CRASH AND BURN
AND THINGS WILL NEVER CHANGE
YEAH THEY’LL ALWAYS BE THE SAME YOU’LL ALWAYS BE THE SAME
SO TELL ME ALL YOUR STORIES
TRIED AND TRUE, NO GUTS NO GLORY
BIG-FISH-BULLSHIT, SAME AS ALWAYS
WELL I’VE HAD ENOUGH - I’M NOT SORRY
WE’RE PLAYING GAMES WE’RE CHOOSING SIDES
COMMON SENSE OR CYANIDE
HALF-TRUTHS HALF-RELAYED IN DOUBT
WHERE YOU GONNA LAND? YOU BETTER FIGURE IT OUT
WHEN ALL I HEAR IS HATE I GUESS I JUST CAN’T RELATE
BIG MOUTHS AND BIGOTS SEEM TO SELL
SO THIS IS WHAT ITS LIKE, THIS IS LIVING HELL
I TAKE ONE LOOK AROUND
I MAKE ONE FUCKING SOUND
AND EVERYTHING JUST FALLS AROUND
EVERYTHING COMES CRASHING DOWN
I’LL OVERLOAD, MY SELF CONTROL
JUST A MINUTE - I’LL THROW MYSELF IN IT
I’VE GOT BRIDGES TO BURN AND YOU KNOW HOW TO SPIN IT
AROUND AND AROUND IT GOES