Ideals
This could be a problem
I question the little montage reel running through my conscience
It's daunting
To play the scenes over again
Please just try to stop it
Or tell me what you call this
You say I won't
Confide in change
You aren't
Challenging the landscape
On which your principles lay
How could you claim to abstain
When at our best we're just romanticizing ideals
Imagination's been imitating
Denial in a slighted form by writing checks and cutting corners
You're cutting corners
Avoiding pressure
Having to relate because you know you'll never measure
In these times
Desire is to go home
Keep on talking at me though your sentences just drone on
You're drowned out
By tiny non-existent mouths
Biting at my airways so I can't slow my breathing down
You say I won't
Confide in change
You aren't
Challenging the landscape
On which your principles lay
How could you claim to abstain
When at our best we're just romanticizing ideals
You say I won't
Confide in change
You aren't
Challenging the landscape
On which your principles lay
How could you claim to abstain
When at our best we're just romanticizing ideals
I can't slow my breathing down
You say I won't
Confide in change
You aren't
Challenging the landscape
On which your principles lay
How could you claim to abstain
When at our best we're just romanticizing ideals
You say I won't
Confide in change
You aren't
Challenging the landscape
On which your principles lay
How could you claim to abstain
When at our best we're just romanticizing ideals
I question the little montage reel running through my conscience
It's daunting
To play the scenes over again
Please just try to stop it
Or tell me what you call this
You say I won't
Confide in change
You aren't
Challenging the landscape
On which your principles lay
How could you claim to abstain
When at our best we're just romanticizing ideals
Imagination's been imitating
Denial in a slighted form by writing checks and cutting corners
You're cutting corners
Avoiding pressure
Having to relate because you know you'll never measure
In these times
Desire is to go home
Keep on talking at me though your sentences just drone on
You're drowned out
By tiny non-existent mouths
Biting at my airways so I can't slow my breathing down
You say I won't
Confide in change
You aren't
Challenging the landscape
On which your principles lay
How could you claim to abstain
When at our best we're just romanticizing ideals
You say I won't
Confide in change
You aren't
Challenging the landscape
On which your principles lay
How could you claim to abstain
When at our best we're just romanticizing ideals
I can't slow my breathing down
You say I won't
Confide in change
You aren't
Challenging the landscape
On which your principles lay
How could you claim to abstain
When at our best we're just romanticizing ideals
You say I won't
Confide in change
You aren't
Challenging the landscape
On which your principles lay
How could you claim to abstain
When at our best we're just romanticizing ideals
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Writer(s): Lewin Riddell, Ross Mccree
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