Wrestle with the news and the
Pressure to assume
I can trust in you to do with it
The best available move
Roped into a noose
When they asked you to chose
Slide right in to the thick of it
Hope they cut you loose
Not so bad when they pat you on the back
But you only heard the half of it
Is your conscience is built to last?
Not so bad when they call you for a laugh
But you only heard the half of it
Is your conscience built to last?
You've only bits and pieces
The corners of a map
Pull you out in the undertow
And float your own way back
You've got one half a battle to choose from