Saccharine lyrics

Lowered expectations met. Once were wolves, now domesticated pets. Hijacked syntax, footprints on our backs. I guess in retrospect we should have covered our tracks. But we see what's underneath, the empty threat when they bare their teeth. Like priests we speak a dead language, written in sand. We need a new lexicon, devils be damned. Now M.B.A.'s twist the DNA I guess the kids have had their say. No Way.