Tripping over things unsaid in a constant motionI cannot recognize the truth 'cause it's unfamiliarIf you didn't have so much left to prove, would there be resistance?Kicking up this cloud of dust till it covers usI had been there and done it a thousand times but never with my eyes openYou get what you paid forWe can't sell ourGoddamn souls anymore, anymoreDon't let them give you the runaround again, againIt's up to you to make sense of itYeah, TalkNo one hesitates to taste when they come and throw the feed downIf you wanna not make haste, keep your feet on the groundI see you coming from a million miles away like a stampede of footstepsKicking up this cloud of dust till it covers usYou can't control what has happened to your heartTill you give it away, till you give it awayYou get what you paid forWe can't sell ourGoddamn souls anymore, anymoreDon't let them give you the runaround again, againIt's up to you to make sense of itSo many words flooded inmy vacant lieSo little space, too little sleep, too little timeTripping over things unsaid in a constant motionI cannot recognize the truth 'cause I've never known itI've never known it, I've never known it, knownYou get what you paid forWe can't sell ourGoddamn souls anymore, anymoreDon't let them give you the runaround again, againIt's up to you to make sense of itI see you coming from a million miles awayI see you coming from a million miles away