Lyrics

These days he feels replaced Straight laced and silenced These graves will dig themselves Rough stones and static Are you worried about the alarm I'm worried about the alarm that keeps ringing And the victims found on the street Circumstance on the circles here We'll keep 'em running I was fallen around the reaction Waiting for you to react Better than dealing with visions I would rather deal with the facts There's a problem on Main Street Beating heart's aching Knocking down graves and he's eighteen Spray painting, feel my lungs baking The nose round the back of Stacey's place (Hey!) Place (Hey!) He cannot feel his face (And now they're dreading them all!) 'Cause what was built on the sun is building in the dark (Shut the door! Lock the doors! Build a fire!) His game, was set, his march, dissolved Now I was waiting for the reaction Waiting for you to react Better than dealing with visions I would rather deal with the facts There's a problem on Main Street Beating heart's aching Knocking down graves and he's eighteen Spray painting, feel my lungs baking, cannot The nose round the back of Stacey's place (Hey!) Place (Hey!) He cannot feel his face (And now they're dreading them all!) 'Cause what was built on the sun is building in the dark There's a problem on Main Street Beating heart's aching Knocking down graves and he's eighteen Spray painting, feel my lungs baking, cannot The nose round the back of Stacey's place (Hey!) Place (Hey!) He cannot feel his face (And now they're dreading them all!) 'Cause what was built on the sun is building in the dark These days he feels replaced Straight laced and silenced These graves will dig themselves Rough stones and static These days he feels replaced Straight laced and silenced These graves will dig themselves Rough stones and static