Just listen to the politician Wishing his position Wasn't missing everything his heart would like to say And a constant in the constitution Is that there can't be one solution It'd be so far the from the truth and we would have it anyway Opinions are immunity to being told you're wrong Paper, rock, and scissors they all have their pros and cons And all of us we will endure Just like we always have But you just can't be too sure How long will this last Cause we control the chaos In the back of our minds Our problems seem so small But they grow on us like gravity But gravity still makes us fall