From the recording Animosity & Songs of Spite
Lyrics
Without much guidance, there’s not the clearest path
But a moral obligation, for the obvious
You’re like an infinite perplexion a mule to stand his ground
But in this world solely lived in
Mistake a smile for a frown
But with the eyes weaved in lies
As it moves in place
You turn a blind eye
When it hits close to home
You turn a blind eye
Now its in your space
You look for the past to find
You turn a blind eye
Fingers behind a sermon, know what path to take
But with presented with nonfiction, they’re all just frozen in place
Without a pot to piss in, your options start to run dry
Some people act like its elusive, they’re all just culture shy
But with your eyes weaved in lies
As it moves in place
You turn a blind eye
When it hits close to home
You turn a blind eye
Now its in your space
You look for the past to find
You turn a blind eye
As it moves in place
You turn a blind eye
When it hits close to home
You turn a blind eye
Now its in your space
You look for the past to find
You turn a blind eye
How could you do this to the ones who vogued for you?
Taken innocence and stabbed me right between the eye
I do not wanna think about what they may have done to you
Rot in solitude, walk the streets and die
Get out to another placer
You’re not safer here anyways
Shot between the eyes
The eyes