Trap a little bird in her cuckoo nest

Antagonize her inner thoughts until she confess

The swamp used to shout

The lizards starts to laugh

Avoid the old man’s speech so you can hear him coming back

And I, yes I would love to read the book you haven’t finished on the train

And you, yeah you

You need to give up your feelings for The Greater Good

Falling from the clouds with my fellow raindrops

You can hear us from a mile away

Cutting through the air like we just don’t care not noticing the difference

Between night and day

And all of this will haunt me

To the gates of hell

Crumbling from inside

Just like ringing a bell

Holding on the temple

Of which you pray for love

Pay attention for the ground cause I’m coming from above

And I, yes I would love to read the book you haven’t finished on the train

And you, yeah you