Pick a Side
Picking at the corners
Poke it with a stick
Now you're getting warmer
See what makes it tick
You know it won't be long
Before they sell you short
You know that's what they do
Deconstruct the answers
Question everything
They're telling you
If you're gonna take up sides
Nothing here is black and white
Everything's a kind of grey
Some kind of fuzzy logic
Where the edges blur and fade away
Sometimes if you squint
You can just convince yourself
That everything's okay
Pick a scab and break the seal
See what's in the box
When he mechanism is revealed
The mystery is lost
Everything is pretzel logic
Tying you in knots
You can be Houdini
If you work with what you've got
Do you think you ever know
What side you are on
If this is all that's left
Can you see what's wrong?
If you're gonna take up sides
Nothing here is black and white
Everything's a kind of grey
Some kind of fuzzy logic
Where the edges blur
And fade away
Sometimes if you squint
You can just convince yourself
That everything's okay
Pull a thread
Jump the rails
Pick a lane
Pick a side
Do A or B
Or wait and see
Decide not to decide
The options are all open wide
We're polarised and compromised
It seems the more we multiply
The greater the divide
Poke it with a stick
Now you're getting warmer
See what makes it tick
You know it won't be long
Before they sell you short
You know that's what they do
Deconstruct the answers
Question everything
They're telling you
If you're gonna take up sides
Nothing here is black and white
Everything's a kind of grey
Some kind of fuzzy logic
Where the edges blur and fade away
Sometimes if you squint
You can just convince yourself
That everything's okay
Pick a scab and break the seal
See what's in the box
When he mechanism is revealed
The mystery is lost
Everything is pretzel logic
Tying you in knots
You can be Houdini
If you work with what you've got
Do you think you ever know
What side you are on
If this is all that's left
Can you see what's wrong?
If you're gonna take up sides
Nothing here is black and white
Everything's a kind of grey
Some kind of fuzzy logic
Where the edges blur
And fade away
Sometimes if you squint
You can just convince yourself
That everything's okay
Pull a thread
Jump the rails
Pick a lane
Pick a side
Do A or B
Or wait and see
Decide not to decide
The options are all open wide
We're polarised and compromised
It seems the more we multiply
The greater the divide
Credits
Writer(s): Phil Minal, Rich Hudson, Steve Owen
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