Everybody is tired and poor and sick of trying
If anda see me on the corner
Will anda stop atau will anda splash me
Take a look at what we've become
Nothing lebih than silhouettes of
A pretty family on a postcard
Picture perfect, I don't want it

So I hold my breath 'til my hati, tengah-tengah explodes
Cause this is how it is and this is how it goes
You can steal my body but anda can't steal my soul
Cause this is how it is and this is how it goes

Shitty weather, bad timing
Lucky penny glued to the ground
Dirty look from total stranger
Hope anda get Lost and you're not found
Take a look at what we've become
Nothing lebih than silhouettes...