We're open-minded but short-sighted
We expect what we want
We all try to act surprised
When it all falls apart
That's no surprise
That's no surprise

We're resolute but still confused
We're counting the cards
We're itemized, prioritized
By how far we can fall

While we compare ourselves to the grandeur of statues
We're lost within ourselves as we play to lose
While we compare ourselves to paragons of virtue
We're lost within ourselves as we play to lose
As we pray to lose

I'm crossing my name off
I'm turning around
I'm disconnected
But glory bound