The Cure - Dead Letter Circus

This feels insane

The less you know

Now is worth more than anything

You will engage and breathe it

Toxic, the burn

Show me where the progress

Exists without the protest

Hid behind the faint lines

Built beside the same lines

Even though it’s not in your view

You’re a part of a bigger chain

Gaping holes worn through weeping walls

It’s right in front of you

We’re holding the blade

This feels insane

Wealth before our own worth

Programmed to obey

We are the slaves who object in silence

The herd

Even though it’s not in your view

You’re a part of a bigger chain

Gaping holes worn through weeping walls

It’s right in front of you

We’re holding the blade

We’re holding the blade

Feed me now the cure

Even though it’s not in your view

You’re a part of a bigger chain

Gaping holes worn through weeping walls

It’s right in front of you

Even though it’s not in your view

You’re a link in a bigger chain

Gaping holes worn through weeping walls

It’s right in front of you

The path they gave to you is worn

By the countless enslaved

Confused alone

Hopelessly gazing through that hole

They’re fed their only light

Only light

Only light