No Ground
No Age
Who do you think you are?
Trying so hard
To make that stitch
But it's not made that way
Who do you think you are?
Your life's set in stone
No room for adjustment
No room for growth
Moss on a stone
Your cover's blown
Who do you think I am?
I don't care what you say
I don't work for you
You have no clue
Of my goals or aspirations
Who do you think I am?
I'm not a corporate man
No need to make amends
Closer to the fence
I am the patient spider in your web
The sniper with my sight set on you since
Does anybody care?
Does anybody care?
Eyes trying in the glare
Does anybody really care?