Scrape away the static and buzzing
Of choral sounds through microphones
Strain to be what we never wasn't
We're caught in a puzzle of our own
Making, cause make it we did
Deceived ourselves, well no wonder
That it's a sin to lie
But we never knew why
And if only I'd known
Before I set out to find
A foreign home
Whine, complain, acoustic are clattering
Sound waves ever echoing
Wince in pain, sopranos are flat again
Quit your cringing, smile and sing
La la la la la la la
Waste away in the everyday mundane
Small-talk-squaking topics, lame
Flail and shout, but shelved you will stay
For your pages are filled with exactly the same
Sayings, quotes and cliches
Imitations dictate the days
And nights of our lives
But we never knew why
And I'd never had known
Had I never arrived
In a foreign home