There is a world out there
That doesn´t care about the problems in your head
The disbelief you can´t conceive
Is what clouds your thoughts with dread
Backstabbers roam the streets

Prowling for their next kill
Disregard for human life powers how they feel
Fool´s gold in the bear trap
Line them up and watch their legs snap one by one
Skip every step you´ll be left standing on the crack
But it´s breaking your back
Like following a map but scrapping every part
Except for the “X”
Don´t make significant decisions
Based on the path of least resistance