how could we quit falling starving, the sky’s underneath how could we end up calling becoming introverted enemies
don’t you know where? don’t you know, did you forget? don’t you know where? celebrate the past instead
I know, I know they don’t care ‘cause they like the way, the way this world works still I can’t sooth my soul, still I can’t take all these lies we’re in, it’s all some kind of grey
how could you say you’re sorry when no one worries, when no one sees and how could you think I am precious or special, when I’m not pleased
there’s something in this world out of our reach it turns and the wheel of fortune is lead by words
how could we quit falling starving, the sky’s underneath