Vis Major Into It. Over It.

[Verse 1]
Too fed up to 'fess up
You lie to get results
A trust in true conviction
Tracking victims for printed fiction

[Verse 2]
Distressed, I'm projecting
Designed to show results
A devil on both shoulders
Getting even for getting older

[Chorus]
In one ear
While deaf against the other
Loud and clear
Loud and clear
Against the effort

[Verse 3]
I threw my hands up
I live to get results
A drug induced new abuse
Not used to not calling
So we're stalling