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