Lyrics:

The clever box 'O' tricks tells me I'm paranoid
But as I uncover, the sourness and decay echoes my suspicions

(There's) more than meets the eye. (X4)

Thought process is geared to caution to the wind
We shuffle along discriminately

(There's) more than meets the eye. (X4)

The danger signs ignored. (X2)
Ignored

Of those who think it righteous to liberate the wiser
Man goads woman
Child strikes infant
Turned against each other
Of those who punch hardest for the land of competition

Head swims, heart cries because hopelessness resides, when man last falls
Who'll be left to fight?

(There's) more than meets the eye. (X4)