Lift from the left seat
With sets being built to hold
Drama that's passed down
It's ours now, seen and told
When the lies are addled
With truth too blunt to kill
We're crawling forwards
Blink out the bliss
We were listing when we fell
Missing the rinse and the kicks
We served so well
When the lies are clever enough
To hold the tide
We're crawling back into our shells