The last gasp, simulcast Everyone wants a screen test Everyone wants a placement Everyone wants to put you away You, me, cap-a-pie in lies white as this city Mixed in with the concrete and immune to everything The last grasp, not so fast Everyone wants a quick fix Everyone wants a promise Everyone wants you out of the way I saw nothing wrong I would take the tube home I'd just smile and hum along 'til my throat refused my lungs Here's an anthem for you, "I've got to find a way home" Here's an anthem for you, "My heart leaks like an oil drum" Here's a question for you, "Do the streetlamps dim as you drive under them?" Lies or Silence? In london, I was undone