One day I won't be insane won't play
Oh that foolish game
We all need to play for you
To get yours and me to get my way
Somedays I don't have the will for another run
Of the mill kind of day
I'm sparing the change for your hear
Say saying look at
What we've become drive me
To drink or drive me to get a gun better
Not be the chosen one for you break
Your back on a slip of the tongue
Saying look how far
We've come television selling this
And that pretty women say
I wanna look like that
More than willing to pay all of that money
But he still won't stay little children
Hear your father scream
Every action like a puppet
On a string the exact same way
With all of your mind falling
To prey screaming look at
What we've become you
Drive me to drink and buy me another one
Better not be the chosen one for you
Break your back on the slip of the tongue
Saying look how far
We've come saying look
How far we've come