When it's time to leave this place I'll follow what comes easy Elude the human race Discover what still feeds me And if my interest is waning I can't fake it Your captive audience Escaped for "soul renovation" I know I might be wrong But I'm sick of pretending I've listened to you too long And nothing's ever mended You can stretch the truth And patience wears you so thin It's just as easy to see through Your high self opinion
