I'm marching through the branches in a fit of wanderlust
To see you in a black hole reaching out for something just
Silhouettes of neighbors dancing in disgust


I'm sure you recognize my noise and you heard about the Pit
Been told to be afraid of everything that lives within

But it's much worse where you are
So will you go for it?


I have a feeling you might
Feeling you might


Somebody somewhere
Will clean out your wounds
With dirty fingers

We'll bury the lie

Somebody somewhere

Will clean out your wounds
We'll bury the lie
Bury the lie


Now we tumble down a hill to a fire with a crowd
The flicker be conspicker.. as we bottom out

The residents don't even notice the sudden shouts

When your eyes can adjust and you see what's in view

Discolored and distempered smiles that seen you
Do you realize we were all once like you?


I have a feeling you might
Feeling you might


Somebody somewhere
Will clean out your wounds
With dirty fingers

We'll bury the lie

Somebody somewhere

Will clean out your wounds
We'll bury the lie
Bury the lie


No, no
No one comes

No one goes
No, no
No one comes

No one goes

Running lies my noise and you heard about the Pit

Been told to be afraid of everything that comes within

We can talk about it later

But I think you've given in
We can talk about it later
But I think you've given in


I had a feeling you might
Bury the lie

Oh, oh