Funny how they
Could have lived yeah
Funny how they really live
Drag you down and pull you in and tell you nice you'll never win
Pretty good at letting go it's the only place you'll ever go
Prison doors sound like
Wedding bells as you
Ask for change at the wishing well
I don't like this place
I don't like what it's become
You can hide your face
You can always hide your guns
Shot down, spun round, strung out
Still around somehow
In the human race, there's a space for everyone
You can save yourself, you can always kill your sons
Shot down, spun round, strung out
Still around somehow