Pros and Cons

i’ve got nothing left i can balance on
that lady with the blindfold is gone
her scale and her sword have nothing more to say
 
it was just us then, it’s just me now
where’s the justice in time running out
i’m trying to transcend but it sinks further in every day
 
so I keep company with well-known cons
i’m confident they’re my confidants
and the pros won’t speak to me
they are prone to secrecy
and i don’t know if I’ll ever get through it
cause I’ve been the only one swearing them to it
 
there’s no wisdom now, no prudence here
if I’m reckless or cautious, i really don’t care
this snake and this mirror just slithered nearer to prey
 
i don’t feel courage and i’m not in control
i can’t produce faith and i won’t be consoled
and i’m losing all hope that i’ll ever know better todays