[...Inaudible...] 

[Further] we make claims on [our teas] 

[Dawn inner here] for we've nowhere to be 

Nowhere to be 

Nowhere to be



[Father stains], we're all on our knees 

Down on our words and we've nothing to be 

Nothing to be 

Nothing to be



Further down we're all on our [sails] 

[Paid to upheed] though we've nothing these days 

Nothing these days 

Nothing these days



[Further still, their stall in a daze] 

We're down on our knees and we've nothing to say 

Nothing to say 

Nothing to say...