Ambition

You can take it or leave it as far as we're concerned

Because we're not concerned with you

What you want is buried in the present tense

Blind alleyways allay the jewels

I consider no questions

Store contempt for the lesson

Couldn't see my reflection

With no intention to receive a visit soon

Although, I may need a visit soon

We'll never flee, the visit soon

Ambivalence calls every tune

I am a dried-up seed, can't be restored

I hope no one notices the sleep on me

I've been walking all down this shallow slope

Looking for nothing particularly

You consider no questions

Store contempt for the lesson

Seen a true reflection

With no intention to receive a visit soon

Although, you need a visit soon

I guarantee a wooden spoon

Ambivalence calls your every tune

Am I guided or is life for free?

'Cause nothing ever seems to happen to me

And I won't be tempted by vile evils

'Cause vile evils are vile evil