Pots & Logs ((DEMO 1., II)) Video (MV)

It's defined by all the caustic validation
I wonder if it breaks your stuff
It's never not my fault, insisting victimization
Hand upon the hilt
Like a lightning bolt you broke my concentration
It's now or never on the bluff
You're just comforted by your accommodations
As soon as it gets tough

Who who who do you think you are?
Lately, it's not like you don't love anyone but yourself
Who who who do you think you are lately?
It's not like you don't love anyone but yourself

It's like a twisted torso torn by tongues akimbo
That buys in to every sale
And it goes back and forth
Like a tied up wounded horse
Sensing danger in its shadow
You see, eye
I'm not surprised at all to see
It's self-refuting.
Though, it's peculiar why it reflects a perfect lie
To keep it bound to belief

Who who who do you think you are?
Lately, it's not like you don't love anyone but yourself
Who who who do you think you are lately?
It's not like you don't love anyone but yourself
Who who who do you think you are?
Lately, it's not like you don't love anyone but yourself.