Hopeless heroes beat this clap-trap haven
Rats are bigger than the noise, this generation
Who the hell is Tod Jones anyway?
Society's bombs on a cafeteria trail
The only thing is the brain is split
The smiles to stares to faceless shit
We walk off the shop to a beacon soul breathing
But they had to guess eternal life
Has to believe in traditions recently
We turn a blind eye to the monkey child bleeding
Working to fight off disease
Meet the clock saviors passing on the street
Cover creations without sounds
ruthless, stumbling around
Darlings of deceit,
Reverse the flow of negative energy
We turn a blind eye, ooh, turn a blind eye
Ooh, turn a blind eye