Try to play around with words and redress the consecrated mess of this store-brought history
we're editing to make the story fit with pre-beliefs.

We say: hey!
We've got a fighting chance
To make dance
We feel so enhanced
By the feelings that we're getting from something we created.
Do we believe we're not imitated?
We don't understand we fight chance.

Tune in the radio
What's it saying now?
Same old rhetoric
Got you pre-believing

We see what we believe