The First Of The Century

You know you can be

The first of this century

To bleed through, to find truth

To know what you should do

You know, it could be anything

Sometimes (sometimes)

You might find (you might find)

A crack or (a crack or)

A fault line (a fault line)

But dressed down (but dressed down)

Or made up (or made up)

You'll find (you'll find)

A real love (a real love)

A place to come home to at night

So what did we pay for?

And why did we care?

What were we after?

And why was it there?

Desire gave way to a false sense of hope

And we fell for the lie that it's what we all chose

And I yelled to my friends, "You'll all be okay!"

But they didn't believe me, they still don't today

And they never do anything they haven't before

In the same solemn room with no lock on the door

And over and over and over again

The same failed solutions to all the same problems

Scream, why! why! I can't understand

Why the things that I do never go as I planned

And the vultures begin

Their slow circling

The dogs lick their teeth

Bright, white, and gleaming

But just hold your sun

We've barely begun to fight until now

So, let's see what you've got

This wide open shot

Take it or leave it

'Cause we're getting out

We're getting out, oh

And you'll never find us again

No, never find us again