Žodžiai dainai: Hurt Process (The). Drive By Monologue. Show Me Your Cards.

Suppose I were to realize, that two and two they don't equal five,
Stop hiding now, show me your cards.
Place your hands on the table,
Show me what I've been dealt.
You've stacked your accusations.
Didn't you think I'd eventually find out.
Suppose I were to realize that two and two they don't equal five.
Stop hiding now,
Show me your cards.
Face down on the table,
Legs spread on the couch.
I've found the incrimination.
Now it's enough, so get out.
Admit that common sense took control.
I would have found out,
Take it away....don't take it away....
Just take it away