I’ve got a favorite page to film, it’s neat and dry and it’s indifferent
There’s no subtlety in disguise, there is no subtle kneel
So let’s just pretend that we both know how to feel
I’ll spill the words you live in, i’ll spill the words you left
And we’ll both ignore all of the ways we’ve been listening
Want to slur? Want to learn?
Want to beg what’s killing me?
Will you stand like a cut away so i can cut away your stand?
I’m caught up in your ugly faith
I’ll walk you in because we’re okay
There’s comfort in indifference, there’s no starting line
So let’s just pretend that we both know how to lie
Suppose i’d rather trace it, suppose the rhyme will fit
So let’s just fake it and drain the loathe again
Want to slur? Want to learn?
Want to beg what’s killing me?
Will you stand like a cut away so i can cut away your stand?
I’m caught up in your ugly faith
I’ll walk you in because we’re okay
Let’s back in line, let’s back in line
Let’s back in line and find some time to breath
Will you stand like a cut away so i can cut away your stand?
I’m caught up in your ugly faith
I’ll walk you in because we’re okay