You've mastered what it takes to spit out all the words
But then you clean it up, the way you call me
Out like mister misery, let's put our legs to rest
Oh, the dunes you shape to dress up all the mental scars
That only I have felt and now we're walking
Masquerading down the high street in clothes of wisdom
You've mastered what it takes to leave it all behind
But then you patch it up as if the smile and
Warmth was never really there, let's put our legs to rest
The warmth was never really there, let's put our legs to rest