Lowered expectations metnOnce were wolves, now domesticated petsnHijacked syntax, footprints on our backsnI guess in retrospect we should have covered our tracksnnBut we see what's underneathnThe empty threat when they bare their teethnWe speak a dead language written in sandnWe need a new lexicon, devils be damnednnM.B.A.'s twist the DNAnI guess the kids have had their saynNo Way