We've set our minds and cleared our path..
We've seen the trajectories and can do the math..
We've lied about how we feel to keep the peace..
We've always known how to slick the wheels with grease.
Maybe One day we'll cross those battle lines with white flags..
or maybe we won't be the one who runs around and brags..
Maybe for once, we'll call a truce in this cold war..
Or maybe we'll wake up tomorrow just wanting more..
We've set our mental bear traps to snap you half
and we've counted the hours and done the ulterior math..
We've known how to set free the dogs of despair
and known all the little wars and sub-peace's to declare
We've known what to say and how to say it..
even when it all was just a bunch of bullshit.

We've drawn our battle lines and we know who's in control..
and we've been the one's for so long wanting peace for our soul.

11/15/2001

Posted on 11/15/2001
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