Takedown

What is it lately? The days escaping They get away Cut into the lime again We were talking about the flies on the road How we do what we're told We're shiny green backs all in a row just wanting the lime What am I taking? My head is hurting The body's sore The music in the other room is always the same Because it's something, something you heard as a kid Make you stick to all that you said I hope you're alright Hope that you were Don't let it slide away You can't be yourself all of the time And how should I know what to call mine? You're reading a menu of all that you are and walking on by All of the street lights follow in time buzzing on quickly I'm to the side The cars in the lot again all in a line With no hesitation And no second try You don't have the patience You don't have the time You keep in emotions You spit out the lime You don't have a say in it It still makes you cry But it doesn't matter He still doesn't drive and even you don't So do you have something that makes you cry and sticks you here? Keeping us under You decide Know your worth and cut into the lime again