In these fields of nothing
And this time of solitude we're in
I work hard to keep
A little bit of humanity
In these fields of nothing
And this time of vanity, untruth
I work hard to say
I'm just not suitable for obeying
It's easier
To let you slip, everything
It's easier
To turn your eyes
So tell me what is worth
Tell me why you lie
Tell me you don't feel this pain
This fever
Tell me you don't care
Tell me what is right
Show me what it means to be
So clever
In these fields of nothing
And this time of prostitutes we're in
I work hard to be
Just someone who looks like me
It's easier
To be like you
You, you all
It's easier
To shut your mouth
So tell me what is worth
Tell me why you lie
Tell me you don't feel this pain
This fever
Tell me you don't care
Tell me what is right
Show me what it means to be
So clever
Tell me what is worth
Tell me why you lie
Tell me you don't feel this pain
This fever
Tell me you don't care
Tell me what is right
Show me what it means to be
So clever
Clever
Clever
In these fields of nothing
In these fields of nothing