No growth, no overarching story The page turns, the chapters bring nothing Just false assumptions that only we learned what no one knows No growth, no overarching story We never change, the truth is we don't wanna Cruising on the easy way home, we're never wrong I'll hang a lantern over it Watch it burn and fizzle out on its own One last try to be the change That I sing about but never come close to at all No growth, no overarching story We're derivative of what we've always been We're derivatives I'll hang a lantern over it Watch it burn and fizzle out on its own One last try to be the change That I sing about but never come close to at all