Caught in a fractured light
Torn on a table side
Injected fears are satisfied
Paid up and lost in yourself
Failed to donate a prize
The symptom of our lifetime
‘Do I lie?’ she said
‘Do I lie?’ she said
On our way down
We’re on our way down
They don’t suffer
Bought in a fractured light
Torn on her weighted side
Infected fears are not supplied
Paid up and lost in yourself
Failing to recognise
The symptom of our lifetime
‘Do I lie?’ she said
‘Do I lie?’ she said
On our way down
We’re on our way down