Making Sense

If there's a place That's hidden from it all Then I could switch both sides there And get to be decisive Hell if I'm gonna take a sip I'm not to blame at all For working compromises And some objective linings Blame your part I relate to nothing Cause I'm now fond of the ways You were brought up It's what We're paying for Making sense of all the numbers Drain me up with your sinking dramas When You're gone the breaks set on It's what We're paying for Blame your part I relate to nothing I'm just fond of the ways You were brought up Play your part I relate to nothing Cause I'm so tired of the ways You were brought up It's what You're paying for And massacrated for Emancipated from