There's been delays, murders of emotions
Destractions in waves, all stunted elevations
Can't seem to find a way out
Can't seem to find a way out
Can't seem to think for yourself
Cant seem to live without
They shoot you for the fame
Lies flow fast like falling sutures
We've been betrayed, now we are the hunted
Quartered and splayed, poisoned by assumption
Can't seem to find a way out
Can't seem to find a way out
Can't seem to think for yourself
Can't seem to live without
They shoot you for the fame
Lies flow fast like T.V. futures
My lows, my lows, my lows
Illegal reminiscings, all your evil little ways
They shoot you for the fame
Lies flow fast like T.V. futures
They shoot you for the fame
My lows, my lows, my lows