Simply Rewthle$$ Lyrics

when you've got your head (in the ground)
it takes something (so simple)
as a shovel (to unearth)
an initial (thought for change)
a thought for change
pickpocket the senses (gather up)
we need pieces to fit (draw it out)
the mold that you wanted (to create)
the shape and the size (accommodate)
still a dime a dozen (under your thumb)
gather what you can (pickpocket)
draw the diagram (pieces fit)
we can we can we can create
a perfect plan to escape
the bullshit you've left us
in the sink
like quicksand
filling out throats
makes it hard to say
what i don't know

it's truly the hardest game
I've had the displeasure to play
but when you play by your own rules
you'll find it was created for you
oh to know the difference
between being helpless
and overly selfish
but you don't