Senses oh how could you fail us now; I check your heart still makes a hissing sound It’s just another name for sorcery We still believe in what we never see Our perception is but a camera trick Authority a uniform Another name for a second chance You offer more, the sophomore You offer more, we offer more
Goldmouth at full voice refuse This should be our chance we take this lying down we take this lying
Goldmouth at full voice refuse This should be our chance we take this lying down we take this lying
And it burns, it burns us all out as it blows Everyone Into Position
We love to lie and pretend that it’s all o.k. We love to save all these words ‘til another day So don’t think on your feet Cos you sink from your feet up Are you flirting with me?
Charm Offensive, perma-pensive, dream it all away Some may kill you, as you continue, to lie for us, I pray
It burns, it burns us all out as it blows And it burns, it blows Everyone Into Position Harder to the opposition, harder to the opposition
Don’t you think on your feet Cos you sink from your feet up But I’m routing for you, routing for everyone, everyone, everyone
They’ve sold us out again; Thrown us in the fire They say we’re all the same Well, yeah, but we’re not liars, liars, liars…