I supply my own divide morality I dye everything shades of grey And nothing stays gold and everywhere I turn Another self gratifying glimpse of a lonely road Self deception learn the lesson hedon, you've got a reason to lie And every where I turn there are portraits Of the things we'll never know Our bodies across the ocean Lay your hands down be a crutch Where'd you go? Well I don't know We'll burn this city to the Scream, our throats are bleeding Wear our scars with pride