What a waste of time
Keeping our heads high and dry
Outside; the actions there

Running from our guides
Mandatory recourse
At its finest line
They've got you there

Straying far too close to home
Leaning on the leaners hunting
Arts and crafts go rogue
Something's gotta give so they can blame
Delinquencies are overdue
So they pay

Thieving all the ways we've got to live
Make it mine, make it minе
Believing anecdotеs to make them wince
I'm keeping mine, I'm keeping mine

Fearing all the while
Protecting all the shoulders
Chipped and tapped and bawled upon

Seething at the mouth
Vulgarities are comedic
Bursts of words
Say them now

Straying far too close to home
Leaning on the leaners hunting
Arts and crafts go rogue
Something's gotta give so they can blame
Delinquencies are overdue
So they pay

Thieving all the ways we've got to live
Make it mine, make it mine
Believing anecdotes to make them wince
I'm keeping mine, I'm keeping mine

And all the times we break down to the core
All while keeping ourselves to highest ground
Pinning lonely numbers to the wall
Always keeping ourselves to highest ground