Testo: States (The). The Path Of Least Resistance. Black Jack.

Settle down
You know your father was a friend to me
Never doubt
I was invited by the family
To swing a little from the fortune tree

Selling out
I must admit it's been good to me
My paper planes
Their destination was a tragedy
But I'm no pilot; don't go blaming me

If you were dealt the hand that I got
You'd have cashed out before you got caught

Gimme a break
We get the PR to the people, right?
I never pulled
I never pulled a trigger in my life
So don't go calling me no Mack the Knife

If you were dealt the hand that I got
You'd have cashed out before you got caught
I'm no different from the rest of this town
The statues move as soon as you turn around

That's quite a fashionable disguise
A winning suit, a matching tie
But did you think it over?
You didn't think it over?

You redefined the compromise
From the moment you arrived
But did you think it over?
You didn't think it over?

And the deepest lies are the ones we don't even try to hide

I gotta say I'm not suprised
I always saw it in your eyes
How could you fuck 'em over?
Why did you fuck 'em over?

Now it's over, now it's done
How are you gonna tell your son
That the game has ended
That your hand is busted

And the deepest lies are the ones we don't even try to hide

Don't even try to hide it
Don't even try to hide it