Justify, a means to an ending only just the beginning
To legitimize the conflict that's rendering the interaction so useless
Futility defined, watching you wait for the stars to align
So clueless, so simple it should be a crime
And I can't bring myself to save you this time
Keep me in your sights, possessed by the spite, woeful irrelevance
So quick to ignite, impulse to indict, defense for incompetence
For what it's worth, it was over before it began
Blind in your search, no one to guide your hand
For what it's worth, you crossed a line in the sand
Cut off, locked out, as it fell right through your hands
Victimize, cast off, forgotten daughter, play the martyr
So they sympathize with your condition and your position
It's strategic how your misfortune became so fortunate
Oh, it must be torture keeping up with it
Consider me disengaged and find a better character for your stage
Only ever more, still keeping the score, is there enough for you?
Keep one thing for sure, stay pure saboteur, it's simply what you do
For what it's worth, it was over before it began
Blind in your search, no one to guide your hand
For what it's worth, you crossed a line in the sand
Cut off, locked out, as it fell right through your hands
Erase this, replace this with something to have hope in
Sever all ties that bind, the circle will be broken
Artist: Chuck Brown
Artist: Noisear
Artist: The Mills Brothers