I?m marching through the branches in a fit of wanderlust
To see you in a black hole reaching out for something just
Silhouettes of neighbors dancing in disgust
I?m sure you recognize my noise and you heard about the Pit
Been told to be afraid of everything that lives within
But it?s much worse where you are
So will you go for it?
I have a feeling you might
Feeling you might
Somebody somewhere
Will clean out your wounds
With dirty fingers
We?ll bury the lie
Somebody somewhere
Now we tumble down a hill to a fire with a crowd
The flicker becomes thicker as we bottom out
No no
No one comes
Running lies my noise and you heard about the Pit
Been told to be afraid of everything that comes within
We can talk about it later
But I think you?ve given in
We can talk about it later
But I think you?ve given in
I had a feeling you might
Bury the lie
Oh oh