Don't tell the horses the stable's on fire

I've been living out of this briefcase life
like shifting on the topic of you
we built this fortress to hide the words with eyes
but i don't mind beside your lies
i've been building up this profile to shift
these sails inside your side
the four point stance is stable
put the worms inside your lungs
bit shit inside a barrel
put this shit down to the bottom of it
the four point stance is stable now
this is an exit
trade our bombs for reservations
in this hopeless situation
controlled by vices to turn the knob and set the tone
blank parking lot
a lone cadillac
sits in the back with its engine on
lights down
patiently
while the silent man is humming along