Before, it showed, the treads tore up Before, it slipped, it gasped, it burned up Then it swept us right back in, worse than it'd ever been Burned our palms to teach the hands they were moving Opened the store, called the poor-mans' guard Now that these pieces all fit I'm turning myself in with it Now that your telling me this I listen but Those lies are harder in the flesh White madam younger than all this What moves inside you at the time You say i can't see from your side
It might come, in time, that might come Well let's, not wager on our kinds It's the only time we get, it's the only time we get Don't get too wound up on your new kick We've already made up our minds again It's the only time we get, it's the only time we get Everyone else is such a bore White madam how can't you see us What moves inside you when it's time What stands beside you in your mind When what's revealed, was never, fully concealed When you know we lost us to ourselves