Somewhere down along the line I lost the plot You think nothing has changed? Horrified to find that what you made has risen up And now your hate has a name So let a sigh ring out Denial. Deny it. Deny it Draw a cold hand across your mouth A muffled sound While you lie there and wait Listen to them calling out and come for you in silence For the mess that you have made So let a sigh ring out Denial. Deny it. Deny it So let a sigh ring out Denial. Deny it. Deny it (Ignore their screaming. You got away with it.) Nothing is opened up No sound in the room