You think you are mystery You don't even have a place back in history. You think that you might die in 7 But I wont mind if I cut you up and leave you praying You think that this is all I've got But I wont loose in the eyes of a falling star You think that this is all I've got But I wont be there for you... And if you're screaming to the sky You'll pick the pieces from the ground There's no one here so move along Nothing to see, nowhere to go. We set it off. We call it quits. And all we say, it works for nothing. We set it off, then we pull back. I've got a message for the blinded team They only care for what you can see. And you can die in vain For fucking all I care Taking, breaking, aching, faking This is a place so forsaken Lying, screaming, begging, bleeding. Hating. We set it off. We flush it down. And all we do, it works for nothing.