You’re cutting some corners / leave nothing for mourners / leave nothing for the people
in all those other places / Just don’t look at their faces / and you can believe / that they
don’t bleed / like you.
You want to close your eyes / you want to make believe / this tangled web you weave
is nowhere near the place you sleep / while other people’s lives are cheap / and all of
this is someone else's problem
And here lies the problem / it’s not that you rob them / just look the other way / Just
make some more excuses / Your life stems from abuses / of other people’s lives / you’ll
never have to see

Words: Reese Roper Music: Scott Kerr, Reese Roper