Always believed we could fly through this life of beesnSeems so illogicalnWithered and worn you decide to burn off your wingsnI've grown so uncomfortably numbnWith the skin i've been living innnThe wings they uncurlnLike the strangest of birdsnWe're all breaking down againnAs I look to the skynThrough the fallout tonightnWe're all breaking down againnnQuietly the blind leading the blind deny all our sensesnFeels quite unusualnPretending the cruelty is kind still you defend itnAnd I feel so uncomfortably numbnWith the pain that you're living innnThe wings they uncurlnLike the strangest of birdsnWe're all breaking down againnAs I look to the skynThrough the fallout tonightnWe're all breaking down again