At a loss for words
You, at a loss for words
The world stands, they've got nothing to say
They make things up, its their job to talk
Repeat the things we want to hear
Stop listening to what is said
Strong words lose everything they once had
If you stop listening to what is said
Decide what's important to us
Decide what's important to yourself
In this world, getting smaller
We all should be getting closer
Making things better
Making things better
So you got nothing to say, nothing to give
Live in a coma for another twenty years
So until I'll just kick back and remember
How damn good things were back then
In this world, getting smaller
We all should be getting closer
