Oh, loveless yawning has poured out
While their understanding is not around
We've no way of asking the reason (the reason is not clear)
They have none
They've closed up the entrance
We see this every day
Feel all their covers
That haze the lights
What we'll discover
Has stolen lives
We've no way (to be sure) of thinking
The order (the order of things now) is chaos
They're hiding behind us
We see this every day
Holed into his life now
For the squeezing on the road
I am right behind you (x4)