Of Course

It's hard to see through the fog when you must go right or left

Oligopolies and hedge funds, to hell with all the rest

Of course it's never me, it's always you

These talking heads wouldn't stretch the truth

Their tension is all make believe

There's no red or blue

How can we ever move on when we're always looking back?

All this hate inherited from an ugly past

Of course it's up to me and you, it's the least that we can do

Because even our worst enemies are people too