Into It. Over It.
Contractual Obligation
The look of your name is such an eyesore
Who in their right mind would want to look like that?
A cult of deception brainwash the kids more
It's all the rage, while I race to expose the wrath
These concrete ambitions for solid ground
Make sense of direction to sort things out
You bred motivation to choke this down
The higher position, the hours count
Ethics for new debates
Different all along
And hours count
Different all along
I've watched you from down the road
I've watched you grow
I've watched you disrespect the landscape
Where will you go when the going's slow?
When the well dries up beneath your parents' basement
Small towns make for bigger states
While new ethics make new debates
Led on so long
Back and forth and gone
Through contract lines you've drawn
We're different all along
It's unheard of
My voice is collecting dust
Left uncared for my frame is becoming rust
Is there no one that I can trust?