A Means To An End

Humored, presumed

Hysterical for showing alarm

Wise man, fuck you



In the hands of wasters

A means to an end



Cast over us appraising eye

Blind us with nonsensical science



Don't need silver tongue

Or your feeble gestures



Spin the coin, roll the dice

The law of averages is irrelevant

'Cause the outcome's always the same

Always the same



Too many distortions in truth

Too few solutions come to light

Stand back, watch the bullshit fly

Always the same



Win the hearts of the nation

With great expectations

While focusing efforts on discrediting others

Always the same



The naivety of trust could be

A means to an end