Try to play around with words
and redress the consecrated mess
of this store-bought history,
we're editing to make the
story fit with pre-beliefs.

we say: hey! we've got a fighting chance,
to make dance. we feel so enhanced,
by the feelings that we're getting from
something we created.
do we believe we're not imitated?
hey! we don't understand. we fight chance.

tune in the radio. what's it saying now?
same old rhetoric. got you pre-believing.
we'll see what we believe

(Thanks to Msott for these lyrics)