All your designs Go perfect in my hell The tears just seem to say Forget there's something before now And we can go on this way
Despite the hurting Just keep it turning 'Til we've mastered The scream and cry Here comes the nothing Here come the flies And rays of significance
Can't decide between The grey or red The smiles are all implied A difference in what is meant and said And a joke if they just died
With chances to love you Get used to "it's not true" Identical ring to the big lies Here comes the nothing Here come the flies And waves of indifference
