No one seems to notice
No one seems to care
The greed in all the motives
The profit in despair
If I swallow from poison embers
Will you know what I remember too?
If I swill from pickled truth will you promise me
To never show me proof? Cause I know
In the end...you'll do as you choose
And why...for me does the right thing always lose
Leave me alone for the "after me..."
You never do me right
The complicated issue is
You never see me "right"
The tide is coming in, let ha
Who let these fools rush in
I never gain in the pouring rain
Oh, let it all...
If I swallow from pickled embers
Will you confiscate the truth?
If I swallow pickled truth
Will you promise me to never show me proof?
