Business as usual will destroy our faith again
I'll pay you collect me on a plate of bone and skin
Possible entirely is the magic of the sun that goes round in orbit in the throes of woe
Who is responsible?
Can you own up to your past?
Feelings so fleeting will destroy me at last
Will destroy me at last
Will destroy me at last
You should have warned me
The masses loud and swarming
In paralyzed progression are simulating life in a tin
The effort just to wonder
To bear chaos and thunder
The fist of opposition is banging down the door
Can't destroy me anymore
Can't destroy me anymore
Hey there
Don't leave me now
Gotta take one for the team
I'll pay you
Collect me from the pocket of a dream