[Verse 1]
Let's begin with the past in front
And all the things that you really don't care about now
You'd be exactly where I'm at
And to think, you've got a grip, well
Look at yourself, your lips are like two flabs of fat
They go front and back and flappity flappity flap

[Verse 2]
I'm on stage, it's all an act
I'm really scared that I may fall back on the abstract
It'd be exactly where I'm at
If you're to be, the roaming eye, well
Pry it open and let me tell you why it sees the harsh realities

[Verse 1]
So let's begin with the past in front
And all the things that you really don't care about now
You'd be exactly where I'm at