Sometimes I have to step
Out of the story
It holds me back like a ball & chain
I find the key in the first place I look
Well wouldn't you believe it
And I didn't rhyme a single line
I am writing backwards
And dreaming forwards
Hunched up in my chair
I know I connect to too many suns
I can't use imagination
You're doing it for me, doing it for me
Are you so complicated
That you can't be honest with me
Last time I looked
You were taking the money
And giving your time
Wasting your time for free
I turn the wheels for you
And the fortune's coming true
Guns are loaded
Just in time
The shootings must be repeated
You got used to the wrong world
You woke up in a room in your mind
The bells struck up, we all knew why
As we painted our names on the protest signs