The Art Of American Football in Funeral For a Friend

Shove- The momentum drags us under
Your constant disregard your constant aggravation
Tell me nothing but home truths and you show me starvation
On a black and white screen, This is your movie queen.

Stop and think a second (Tune in-tune out)
It's something more than nothing (Drop in-drop out)
I see the way you lie to them (Tune in-tune out)
All for the country you say (Fuck them-fuck us).

Progress is the alternative to which we align
Hopeless intuition, Raped between the lines
You tune in you tune out
Climbing a ladder fucked before we get out
You tune in you tune out
Climbing a ladder fucked before we get out.

This system this lie.