[Verse 1]
Half-cold coffee
lukewarm soul
You scroll, you shrug
say, "that’s just how things go"
But every quiet nod
becomes a quiet chain
If you won’t lift a hand
you’re helping keep it the same
[Chorus]
Pick a side
let your colors clash
Burn that fence
turn that doubt to ash
If you stand in the middle
you’re standing on my back
Pick a side
pick a side
and don’t look back
[Verse 2]
"I see both ways"
you say, then fade
Watch the world decide
what your silence pays
Comfort’s a cushion
stuffed with other folks’ pain
You stay clean and clever
while they sit in the rain
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Yeah, nuance matters
but so does a line
There’s a moment where maybe
turns into "that’s fine"
[call-and-response backing vox]
"That’s fine? / That’s fine?"
Is it really, this time?
When the cost ain’t yours
you call it "keeping open mind"
[guitar solo]
[Chorus]