Predict the Outcome Songtext
von Burnt Log

You′re a tick on the carpet
A moth rolled up in a blind
Cup my hands for a rescue
But you politely decline
You see pushers and pedlars
See the filth and the swine
But not all people are users
In fact most people are kind

Tell us how did you get so cynical
You've reached the pinnacle
Contempt inflexible
Did Santa pass by in his sleigh?
When you heard the laughter
Trust began to fracture


I have got your number
I know what you are all about
You see to you it′s patently obvious
You think these people are blind
You can see into the future
And it isn't divine but it turns out

No one asked you to tell them the outcome
Predict the outcome
Predict the outcome
An the irony is it's typical
That you′re so cynical
You′re just so cynical
So cynical
So cynical
You're just so cynical
So cynical
You′re so cynical
You're just so cynical