The rats are finenThese sediments they stain inside of usnBelieving is not of their concernsnIt's breaking outsidenThis change to all these parasitesnnBelief of the lostnWe're not enoughnIt's not enoughnIt's not enoughnnThe ten foot linesnThis scape and all the love insidenYou leave it for us from your mistakes nownYour fan in the skynBerates the innocent of childsnnBelief of the lostnWe're not enoughnIt's not enoughnIt's not enoughnnThis conforting grinnThis token eyenKeep running away how you're fucking scarynYour love for reason and broken and signsnKeep running away now you're fucking scarynWe are the ones wrapped inside you giant tale of denialnnLack of you meant to menLack of what you said is freenIn this time of our live'snNot love your mother brednJust turned away.nnLack of you meant to menLack of what you said is freenIn this time of our live'snNot love your mother brednJust turned away.