We'll rehearse this end or pretend we did Let the narcissists say and return to dirt Let the noise listen and return to dirt Turn yourself in and just say Just say, that I win yell Your sound kill your sight, Know your shame and go your way Now who's coming turn the voice in Don't worry Tear the inside drown my answer Slowly Sequoia, the voice of rotten youth Sequoia, stand trial The press won't bother you Sell your love, show your knives Sell your love, show your knives My throat is out you shark That's not true, that's not true You shout