We've all learned how to hide
Behind decadent tricks of the mind
We savour the distance we sow
Between us and the rest of our kind
We're all mixed up
Each in noxious, insulating clouds
We're all mixed up, 
Decked out in blinders and burial shrouds
I was walking on eggshells
Spitting filth at the sun
Medusa's hair was everywhere at once
So it goes'
A soft, secretive fear, 
Settles and stops up my ears
Against the crazed, smouldering cries
Of my brothers and sisters in tears
We're all mixed up
We've set our broken hearts in stone
We're all mixed up
We've made our haunted hovels home
I was walking on egg-shells
Spitting filth at the sun
Medusa's hair was everywhere at once
I hid behind a blindfold
Gulping brimstone and stunned
Medusa's hair was everywhere at once
So it goes'