Can’t you feel the angst just eating at you? / Tape your knuckles for the fight / Someone
said the first shall be the last / See you on the streets tonight
And if you change your mind / here and now-with the rising tide / if you change your
mind / cast your nets on the other side
You are not the contents of your wallet / you are not the space you rent / When you’re
eighty-five with no scars to show / the winner of our discontent / Whose lips have you
been kissing / Hang your future from a blade / Win it all, but something’s missing
maybe drank the wrong Kool-Aid?

Words: Reese Roper Music: Scott Kerr