Lyrics:

Sometimes with people I think I've seen movies to run off the edges.
Subset of history, I lose my identity, start bumming at parties.
Prop up their tents with one piece of rope from a curtain inside me.
Purging reform would admit that you fail, start bumming at parties.
Chasing a reason, refusing to reason by listening to reason.
Chasing a reason, refusing to reason by listening to reason.