When I used to believe in things I knew weren't true

I still hoped they were

Now it takes a lot to want the world to be

That messed up, I learned

The more I talk, the worse it seems

The less I say, the worse it is

My world used to be so small that I could ride

Across it daily

Why did we surrender to the nine to five

'cause it means nothing

The more I talk, the worse it seems

The less I say, the worse it is

All of my friends, they might as well all be dead

Evacuate

All of my friends, they might as well all be dead

Nothing has changed

Evacuate