Mackey Sasser & Steve Balboni Ride Again

My mind keeps me calm
Conflicted, confined
Swaying and blurry-eyed
I'm full of straight lace
And well hidden hate
My hands on fire

As we sink slow through the notes
So self righteous, so confused
We sink slow through the notes
Still unsure what were we trying to prove

It's some kind of divide
Some holy design
Imagine our other lives
It keeps us in line
Separate confined
Ignoring the facts that we don't like

As we sink slow through the notes
So self righteous, so confused
We sink slow through the notes
Still unsure what were we trying to prove
(What were we trying to prove!)

(Who are we trying to prove it to)
What were we trying to prove
(Who were we trying to prove it to)
What were we trying to prove
(Who were we trying to prove it to)
Who were we trying!

As we sink slow through the notes
So self righteous, so confused
We sink slow through the notes
Still unsure what were we trying to prove

(Who are we trying to prove it to)
What were we trying to prove
(Who were we trying to prove it to)
What were we trying to prove
(Who were we trying to prove it to)
What were we trying to prove
Who were we trying!