Hindsight Bias

See I've fallen out of this again, same me same you
It's at an end. Seeing everything again
I might have just played the odds
Said I might have just played the odds

See this abyss distresses me been falling now for weeks
They say the pit is bottomless I'm flawless with technique
But it only goes so deep the saying bought is talk is cheap
Most give out free advice although a pro will charge a fee
Depends how high your jumping from the limits of your peaks
The depth you bury skeletons the secrets cellars keep
With a poker face so precious no one ever spies the beast
I switch the train to tracks the loops complete, I Reeps
One and all shows one swing and all fall for the prose
With a confidence so full that lacks when stage not under feet
Oh and I never play to lose I refuse to take defeat
So every time I see mistakes why do I tri repeat
No confidence in sleep I'm up with clumsy counting sheep
With a tongue that's cut to shreds from writing words I had to eat
So now I know the answers I can write them on a sheet
And leap back to the past to leave a lyric book for me

See I've fallen out of this again, same me same you
It's at an end. Seeing everything again
I might have just played the odds
Said I might have just played the odds

Crash back to the present, Wake, drop the effervescent
Last days of the Krays when mad ted became a legend
Les stopped they car they went for broke and drew the weapons
When a different set of lefts could have right their way to heaven
But that's hindsight so check the bias
Saying we could have stopped the riots
Horse already bolted so the pictures out the stable quiet
Words are walking Spanish silent falling on deaf ears so crying
Just wont change a thing see there no bat sign lining this horizon
Ballard wrote it better future news down to the letter
JG a rising sun who rests one of our nations greatest treasures
Try to tell it straight the strange becomes the clever
Taking fact from fiction a science scalpels sever
No small measures dedicated all weathers
Writing typing teaching living dying trying to tell us
We can read it back but it's really just to late for us
Or ride out on the odds
Only play them when their dangerous coz

See I've fallen out of this again, same me same you
It's at an end. Seeing everything again
I might have just played the odds
Said I might have just played the odds

I've lost my sense of honor seems I cannot find my face
Sabotage my future just to watch my fall from grace
A disadvantage point to fades a perfect place to watch the blaze
Hopeful no one climbs the castle walls till I vacate

I lost my sense of living seems I cannot find my place
Sabotage my future just to watch my fall from grace
Lost but searching for the case its like you think id got the taste
Now I strapped inside a capsule rocket aimed for outer space



Credits
Writer(s): Fiachra Mac Oireachtai, Ross Mcdouall, James Collins, Tom Sansbury
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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