You hide yourself
In the washed out lights
Till the morning rise
With your big black eyes
Save ourselves
In the thick white smoke
In the TV lights
With our small red eyes
And father can you hear me cry
Oh sister we’re a pack of lies
Who can save us
Cannot save ourselves
Oh brother don’t go
You speak so low
I’m gonna be better than
The me you know
And save ourselves
From the lies within
These broken tiles
And missing things
Save yourself
And father can you hear me cry
Oh sister we’re a pack of lies
Who can save us
Cannot save ourselves