Words will flood the gates
Some will mange to pour through the cracks
Conducting a symphony of sordid sounds which
Turns this silence into total chaos
All hell broke loose
Pull that trick out of your sleeve
Pour a drink
Put on that face
A fraud born
You're doing fine
Background music in my head
Could release those inner voices
They've been telling lies and spreading fear
Walls surrounding you hold your pain
But they crack down, the ashes fall upon you
This electric pulse
Fools those who seem to care