In your darkest hour To hide all the dirt and pain Jumped in the river

There's a little child Can wipe you out anytime If they get the chance

When I spin away I’m moving out of orbit I don't belong here

Ground to dust and ash Their faces are concrete grey In a deep deep sleep

Where the weeds take root Can wipe you out anytime You sit there and sulk

Are you fracturing From a long and vivid dream Scrolling up and down

He wants us to leave He's a dangerous bigot He knows what he wants

There comes a darkness No matter what happens now Slowly we unfold