Spread ourselves thin and wipe away the sweat of working though a thick skin The easiest way to dodge is to ignore Spit back and wait for more Turn the pages of history yellowed, underlined and torn No chance of tracing exactly how these terms were born Rewrite plan of attack Find a number with a bullet Fellate the right minds so a suit won't pull it Label the lie Label the lie Though it may be better than sitting above your higher horse running backwards through ten years of the same course I'm done asking why we look ahead when we face the wrong way Better to swollow my intentions and watch the past slip away