The wild bird inside my head Will not screaming out She must be heard, she must be heard She must… be… [?] [?] our bending turns to wider lies We must be heard, we must be right We must…
Headline junkies hit the stage And we place our bets On men and women makin’ up a game Tell me what I should believe ‘Cause the truth is hard to see When it’s been dressed up an afraid It’s everyone’s charade
Every weapon, every word tested and virtual You believe what you believe so you are [?] There are no principles, no teachers here, just what I know And so we sync ourselves into the abyssal night
And now the story starts to break Headline junkies hit the stage And we throw all our bets away Tell me what I should believe ‘Cause the truth is hard to see When it’s been dressed up and afraid It’s everyone’s charade Again Afraid Charade
It’s the words we say The words
We must all awake if we are ever going to rise The water’s hot and I am just more fuel for the fire Well I believe that you are stronger than this ignorance That one day there won’t be a race to hide behind And I believe that every wave can [?] So your bottles, bring you bridges, broken halves