You hide yourself In the washed out lights Till the morning rise With your big black eyes Save ourselves In the thick white smoke In the TV lights With our small red eyes And father can you hear me cry Oh sister we're a pack of lies Who can save us Cannot save ourselves Oh brother don't go You speak so low I'm gonna be better than The me you know And save ourselves From the lies within These broken tiles And missing things Save yourself And father can you hear me cry Oh sister we're a pack of lies Who can save us Cannot save ourselves