Survey the property for signs of life
Don't let others continue waiting
Wax for lie on intellectual rights
And nostalgia will turn to cave in

A hundred ways for you to get this down
Jaded and shaded, it's a tarnished institution now
Face-planting on agreements, which I won't discuss
A change of scenery and style will never be enough
To make a presence last
To make illusions toward your past
Alright

Who needs to keep score
Who needs hired help
When you can safely survive all by yourself?
Collect the foregrounds, waging common sense
Ignoring castle, while the history repeats itself

Did you set the trap?
Did you snap the neck?
Are you the lasting impression or the new illusion of your past?
Fateful lives
Catalogs reviving countless references in which I used to sing along
But now every note sounds wrong

Patience makes purpose
You took meetings with everyone you know
But you have no idea what you're doing
So I drew the curtains
Canceled meetings with everyone I knew
’Cause I have no idea what you're doing
It's not safe for consumption

You took meetings with everyone you know
But you have no idea what you're doing
Oh, you have no idea what you're doing
And so my youth keeps on searching
Leaving meetings with everyone I know
And I have no idea what you're doing
You have no idea what you're doing

We might've spoken before, but your tone did the speaking
A hundred ways for you to let us down
Jaded and shaded, it's a tarnished institution now
A hundred ways for you to let us down
Jaded and shaded, it's a tarnished institution now
A hundred ways for you to let us down
Jaded and shaded, all tarnished now