Contracts Songtext
von So So Modern

If the science said it was the tip of the day
You′d never turn around but the crowd can't stay
You′re watchin' me apart, can't think what to say
Sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it
(You′re part of the cult of the great one)
I′d have my mind checked by the end of the day
Sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it
(You're part of the cult of the great one)
I could tell you I love you but I never meant it but
Sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it
(You′re part of the cult of the great one)
We stepped back so that we could see
That the borders of the pages never ceased to decrease
There was faith in the haste of the written word
And the terms of the deeds and the voices unheard
We stepped back so that we could see
That the borders of the pages never ceased to decrease
There was faith in the haste of the written word
And the terms of the deeds and the voices unheard
But we were all part of the herd, just a burrowed to hell


I might add
Sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it
I could tell you I loved you but I never meant it but
Sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it
Push it, sell it, sign it, seal it
Push it, sell it, sign it, seal it
Push it, sell it, sign it, seal it
Push it, sell it, sign it, seal it
The panic's got you there
And I′d like the picture we read
The panic's got you down
Oh, and hung by a thread
And how the panic holds you
Oh, the panic′s got me down
Oh, and hung by a thread
How the panic holds you
How the panic holds you
How the panic holds you
How the panic's got me down
Oh, and hung by a thread
How the panic holds you
Oh, the panic holds you
Oh, the panic holds you
How the panic's got me down
Oh