Lyrics
Our mistakes are scrawled upon the chalkboard
Our mistakes are prominently displayed and acknowledged.
They're scribed across stained glass
They are symbolically represented on religious stained glass.
They're posted on the billboards
They are advertised publicly on billboards.
A lackluster charade
Our mistakes are portrayed as a lackluster and insincere performance.
And are we so naive to concede these forefathers?
Questioning if we are too naive to acknowledge the mistakes of our forefathers.
Apparently we are
Accepting that, indeed, we are naive.
Well, apparently it's true
Confirming the truth that there are no slot machines in heaven.
There's no slot machines past the pearly gates
Questioning why we deceive ourselves with false beliefs.
Why do we kid ourselves?
Reflecting on the fact that aging doesn't necessarily bring wisdom, but often results in losing one's sanity.
We grow old and wise
We age and gain wisdom, but simultaneously lose our mental clarity.
We just lose our minds
The dinner is a hit
Describing a successful dinner party.
The guests are full of spirits
The guests are in good spirits.
They gather around the husband
The attention turns to the husband, skilled in entertaining tricks.
He's versed in party tricks
Exploring the wife's actions in the bedroom, possibly suggesting infidelity.
The wife is in the bedroom
The wife smears her makeup, indicating emotional turmoil.
Smearing her makeup, makeup, make it up
Repetition of the makeup smearing, emphasizing internal struggle.
But she's got a lover on the side
Revealing the wife's extramarital affair and her materialistic view of love.
Motels, cheap wine
Describing the setting of the affair in motels with cheap wine.
She says "You can't base love off the pity fuck,
The wife implies that love should not be based on a pity encounter unless accompanied by wealth.
unless they've got a lot of money."
'Cause it's the games that we play
Highlighting life as a series of deceptive games.
'Cause we need to exist
Emphasizing the human need for existence.
We're not humans, we're citizens
Asserting that individuals are defined more as citizens than as humans.
It's the one on the ground
Depicting an individual on the ground with patriotic sentiments.
With his hands on his heart
Describing a person displaying allegiance with hands on their heart.
It's the cleavage of division
Referring to the divisive nature of society.
It's all jagged and jaded
Describing societal structures as fractured and cynical, yet fitting.
But it suits us
Acknowledging the pretense and insincerity that individuals adopt.
We just fake it through
Conveying the idea of navigating life through pretense and deception.
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