Lyrics:

We rely on subtle points and stabs at biting humor

to reveal our tired roles of slave and domination

who did you enlighten today humiliate to sell your point of view

create and image for mass consumption insecurities as intellect

see your soul in your eyes hope your trophies will not mind

I'm sick of this grain of salt that I must take you with

I want to lash out but I bite my lip

the talk gets older and the lines get stale

your chance at godliness has already failed

you can't deny your thirst and drive for your time in the spotlight

why are you so damned sure that you shut your friends out

I have learned to shut out every hateful word

you'll never see the friends you've lost

from behind your transparent mask

I haven't grown to hate you I've just grown to forget you

you label me class rank and station your intellectual masturbation

you're absolutely intoxicated with your own mouth running in circles

your tongue always tends to lose it

every chance you get you abuse it

you have now spent a lifetime killing time

I'm sick and tired of your reaction

why don't you shut the fuck up

and when you discover just how easy it is to impress

without demanding attention for no reason maybe you'll believe me

your own will to power has come back to haunt you