The sign’s on the wall

Tells you something you don’t want to read

 

You try to ignore it

Pretend it’s written in a language you can’t quite understand

 

Spelling it out in front of your face

With big, bold characters

 

The sign says it all

Looking down upon without a doubt

Never needing to continue the conversation

Always in control of the last word

 

The sign on the wall

 

It’s flipping you the bird

It’s biting its tongue

It’s staring you right in the eyes, praying

Do it, I dare you

 

Become the rubber

So I may realize the truth

 

So uncool

 

Our rights are on the wall

Hanging by a thread

Trying to catch a breath, but

We’re better off dead

 

Sign’s on the what, again?

No worries about that now

 

Turn your head away

Follow the leader instead