I've been running with my hands tied
Adding color to my windpipe
It's exactly what it sounds like
They don't need to know, know
Out there swimming through the riptide
Picking pieces from the hivemind
Making faces at a landslide
I don't need to know, know
Stand up, make sure you get there first
Sit down, it's yours, I won't even try
We communicate through white lies
Quoting scripture like it's foresight
I can't be there for you this time, you just need to go
It's not what you said it was, prophecy
Smiling like there's no one standing next to you, honestly
While the mother's suffering, primed to bleed
I don't see what that has to do with me