The Evens - On The Face Of It lyrics

On the face of it On the face of it

there is nothing to confront

just apocracy an inconsistancy

while we pretend that we are alone with a standards bed

and no profits shared

we should count our days numbered

get busy

on the face of it on the face of it

there is nothing to conseal just conspiracy

anatrocity while we contend with kin

all alone with a hardlier and our bridges burned

we can count our days number

thats a tragedy of a stradegy

of looking out for number one