Here we are and we're stuck in the storm again
Look around and these people they just pretend
Like there's not a cloud in the sky
But I think I can see why
Because you turn around and we're just deer in the road
And you're screwed any turn, any way you go
And the things we tell ourselves
Are just the tacks we throw at the wheels of the juggernaut
Ok, that sound good to you?
Ok