Tripping over things unsaid in a constant motion
I cannot recognize the truth 'cause it's unfamiliar
If you didn't have so much left to prove, would there be resistance?


Kicking up this cloud of dust till it covers us
I had been there and done it a thousand times but never with my eyes open


You get what you paid for
We can't sell our !@%& souls anymore, anymore

Don't let them give you the runaround again, again
It's up to you to make sense of it. Yeah. Talk


No one hesitates to taste when they come and throw the feet down
If you wanna make haste, keep your feet on the ground
I see you coming from a million miles away like a stampede of footsteps


Kicking up this cloud of dust till it covers us
You can't control what is happen to your heart

till you give it away - till you give it away

You get what you paid for

We can't sell our !@%& souls anymore, anymore
Don't let them give you the runaround again, again
It's up to you to make sense of it


So many words flooded in my vacant lie
So little space, too little sleep, too little time


Tripping over things unsaid in a constant motion
I cannot recognize the truth 'cause I've never known it

I've never known it - I've never known it - known

You get what you paid for

We can't sell our !@%& souls anymore, anymore
Don't let them give you the runaround again, again
It's up to you to make sense of it


I see you coming from a million miles away
I see you coming from a million miles away