[Verse 1]
Forgotten throes of anothers' life
The heart of love is their only light
Faithless greeds, consolidating
Holding down sweet charity
[Pre-Chorus 1]
With western eyes and serpents' breath
We lay our own conscience to rest
[Chorus 1]
But I'm aching at the view
Yes, I'm breaking at the seams just like you
[Verse 2]
They have values of a certain taste
The innocent they can hardly wait
To crucify, invalidating
Turning to dishonesty
[Pre-Chorus 1.5]
With western eyes and serpents' breath
They lay their own conscience to rest
[Pre-Chorus 2]
But then they lie and then they dare to be
Hidden heroes candidly
[Chorus 2]
So, I'm aching at the view
Yes, I'm breaking at the scenes just like you
[Outro]
I feel so cold on hookers and gin
This mess we're in
