Lyrics

Far from their world the dismal houses cry By your window fortune flies In squalor, the sky descends Grey is the color - your only friend Synchronistic daydream collides upon your teeth Pupils swell... Pupils swell And the possibilities emerge On the breath of a rat's whisper Whisper And I can smell destruction's spark Careening towards a speeding car Driver and rider and the same - All up in flames Up in flames - flames I stumble down stagnation's path Resisting change's dying gasp Immersed in squalor, the sky descends Grey is the color - your only friend Lips sewn shut, no need to speak; Comprehension obsolete The images feed The hungry lies grow fat and strong Don't want to belong - In this world of lies Don't want to belong... Belong