Lyrics:

Sometimes with people
I fake I've seen movies to round off the edges
Subset of history, I lose my identity
Start bumming at parties
Prop up two tents
With one piece of rope
Fog curtain inside me
Purge and reform would admit that you fail
Start bumming at parties
Chasing the reasons, refusing to reason by listening to reason
Chasing the reasons, refusing to reason by listening to reason