how could we quit fallingnstarving, the sky’s underneathnhow could we end up callingnbecoming introverted enemiesnndon’t you know where?ndon’t you know, did you forget?ndon’t you know where?ncelebrate the past insteadnnI know, I know they don’t caren‘cause they like the way, the waynthis world worksnstill I can’t sooth my soul, still I can’t takenall these lies we’re in, it’s all nsome kind of greynnhow could you say you’re sorrynwhen no one worries, when no one seesnand how could you think I am preciousnor special, when I’m not pleasednnthere’s something in this worldnout of our reach it turnsnand the wheel of fortune is lead by wordsnnhow could we quit fallingnstarving, the sky’s underneath