you've heard it all before   you're locking up   your door   from distant to dissonant   the distance makes its own regret      employ me   destroy me   try hard to ignore   apolgies are not accepted   and things are the way we left them      when I place these pieces    in front of your weakness   fall into depression   your face has no expression      i'm making plans for anything   i'm making plans to go anywhere   that's not in front of me   it's something you can't see   i'm making plans for everything   let's include everyone   everyone but me      this goes out to anyone who claims to know   something about nothing at all      you're fighting your conscience   you're acting self conscious   the pointless   the past-tense   the accidental act of self defense      this goes out to anyone who claims to know    something about nothing all      really, this goes out to anyone who knows