Who's the hippy now? 

I cut it off to make you proud, 

abuse my limbs until the sun goes down 

I don't want to be alone again.

Got Jesus' Autograph, 

no handshake or pat on the ass 

his saving grace was talking fast 

I don't want to be bored again 

am I ready to take that chance, 

put my faith in someone else?



Let's use this dynamite,

we're only making noises



I'll make the brightness yours

so we can deny who we are, 

I Love you but not today

the darkness fell like a shout.

am i ready to take that chance, 

put my faith in someone else?



Together we stand,

we're at the bottom of the cove

it looked like rain but, it felt like snow

Because wherever we stand, we're at the bottom of the hole, 

we'll dig our way out, but we'll still say no.



The wound is king and how,

his whorses turn they make him proud

his vision's clipped like wings and crowns

lets use this photograph 

he's never had the chance to believe in something else.



let's use this dynamite, we're only making noises

we want to affect a change with voice and electrical noises



Together we stand,

we're at the bottom of the cove

it looked like rain but, it felt like snow

Because wherever we stand, we're at the bottom of the hole, 

we'll dig our way out, but we'll still say no



Darkness fell like a shout;

the darkness fell like a shout;

darkness fell like the shout;



we want to affect a change, with voice and electrical noises



wherever we crash, we're gonna blame it on the old

unique to the touch, and crippled to the bone

however we stand they'll be swinging from the ropes 

unfinished and young or unhappy and old