Chasing lies, we can’t afford to compromise   Time is too short to go along for the ride   What a lovely thing to say, that everything is great   But greatness is a self-fulfilling state      You lean on me, I count on you   A losing team, but it’s what we do   A raging pace without a stride   We’re losing face so now run and hide      Fighting fate, impossible to isolate   We’ve been sequestered but nothing’s up for debate   No we don’t have to stay, just pack and leave this place   But bring a brush to wash away the taste      You lean on me, I count on you   A losing team, but it’s what we do   A raging pace without a stride   We’re losing face so now run and hide      You lean on me, I count on you   A losing team, but it’s what we do   A raging pace without a stride   We’re losing face so now run and hide.