Even without a face
don't want to talk about it
we could be replaced, anytime
flat duration soul
just make believe excitement
dead but not so cold
all lazy pigs
what a way to go
always that thing that happens
and everything's just so
you understand
we don't know what side we're on
dreaming with our heads cut off
half in love and underground
most of you will not be found
sickle raven sigh
my thoughts are boomerangs
know when you get high, it's all wrong
the system's all awry
get up to get arrested
every single time
we don't know what side we're on
dreaming with our heads cut off
half in love and breaking down
most of you will not be found by anyone