And what's left to find In this happy, hollow world we've grown? How do I confide? Am I missing anything? I hear the dead man coming I hear the dead man come and find me Drag me, threw me up like him Hold it in a heart Oh, let's fold this fault and let it die Hold it in a heart Hold it in a heart Oh, let's fold this fault and let it die Can I get you anything, camera king? He'll show up tired and way too high to lift a cup of tea I was so surprised You look like nothing at all Great, white hope Still, the crowd goes wild Hold it in a heart Oh, let's fold this fault and let it die Hold it in a heart Hold it in a heart Oh, let's fold this fault and let it die