False Equivalent Songtext
von Tijuana Panthers

What′s the ticking sound inside my red denim pocket?

Stolen from New Orleans poached
I remember still, coffin drums
Your big notions

Thus we enter in
False equivalence
There we will spar
False equivalent


What good can it bring now
We're barely evolved
I know I′ve hardly listened
With my heart soul and body
Six hundred thousand, six hundred thousand

Thus we enter in
False equivalence
There we will spar
False equivalent