Texty: Non-Prophet. Other. Standstill.

You'll never get involved and take a side
(when you're wrong its so degrading)
He's imitating your beliefs, it saves him time
(his credibility is fading)
He argues not for knowledge, it is only for show
Convincing is your goal, you're so set in what you know

What is it you think you have to hide
It's like the blind leading the blind when you're telling a story
If you would just open up your head and show me you,
not mirrors instead

If you think what you think cannot be wrong
(preach acceptance, not existence)
You won't understand how the thoughts you have are drawn
(give up perspective, lack persistance)
you have your thoughts-so tremendous
but based on what?
You know ideas in concrete dry, walls don't budge until they break

Repeat chorus...

All you want to do is argue, why listen?
Don't want to hear the other side
I know you've been confirming what you know without the need to grow
it's easier to nod in agreement than justify your stance against dissent

I don't think I've ever seen you being true

I am, I've done half the things you do

Here today, gone tomorrow cause you hear what people say
Here today, gone tomorrow now I see where allegiance lays
Here today, gone tomorrow you tell me that we'll be ok
Here today, gone tomorrow it's my fault you're just that way