Countenance

I only call them like I see them
I told you I don't want to know
There's a tire in the road
It's on fire and it's sad to go, oh

Ooh, what do we know?
Ooh

I could take it from here now
But I get it if it's how you roll
We could tear each other down
Trying to figure out who's in control, oh

Ooh, what do we know?
Ooh

The music I would have preferred
Between the hemispheres of my brain
Must sound like a broken record
Guess they're made to be broken anyway

How much further can you go
From what you know and what you just believe?
If I were here for all the right reasons
I would never have to leave

Ooh, what do you need?
Ooh

The needle of my conscience on
The vinyl spinning in my head
The spartan side of me is gone
I suppose I will sleep when I'm dead

(Sleep when I'm dead)
(Sleep when I'm dead)

You are, you are
You are what you are
You're never better than the weight of your words
You are, you are
You are what you are
You'll never be so helplessly self-assured
You are, you are
You are what you are
You're never better than the weight of your words
You are, you are
You are what you are
You can't, you can't
You can't believe what you heard