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

You 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