Even without a face
I don't want to talk about it
We could be replaced anytime

Flat duration soul
Just make believe excitement
Dead but not so cold
All lazy pigs
What a way to go
Always that thing that happens
When everything's just so
You understand

We don't know what side we're on
Dreaming with our heads cut off
Half in love and underground
Most of you will not be found

Sickle raven sky
My thoughts are boomerangs
You know when you get high
Its all wrong

The system's all awry
I get up to get arrested
Every single time

We don't know what side we're on
Dreaming with our heads cut off
Half in love and breaking down
Most of you will not be found by anyone (less info)