Make a Cliche Outta Me
I stood on the right side of history
You said I can't even define the line
But we might not ever find out all the reasons why
Smash mute on all the feeds that bleed
You said I'll be back on in no time
Cause how would I ever find out all the reasons why
Like a sheep to the slaughter
A lemming into the sea
Turns out, they made a cliche outta me
They just made a big fool outta me
I claimed that the world loves a mystery
You said it's no cult from the inside
We might not ever find out all the reasons why
More quarters and history is on repeat
You said that the juke box doesn't lie
Still we might not every find out all the reasons why
Like a sheep to slaughter
A lemming into the sea
Turns out, they made a cliche outta me
They just made a big fool outta me
And we're talkin' circles and
The glasses are emptyin'
Teaching me how to vent
The glasses are emptyin'
The drain is circlin' and
The glasses are emptyin'
We'll wonder where it began
Talkin' in circles and