Will you be faking it when the businesses fail, and your money is revealed for what it is?
Will you be faking it when it's safer to joke, and the laughter's seen on screens in silence?
Will you be faking it when we're tied to the tracks, denying that there's rope around our wrists?
Will you be faking it when they're rounding us up, and your sources all assure it's just a test?
Tell yourself again, “Nothing is wrong with this place.”
Never say it when we're standing face to face
You will be faking it when the businesses fail and your money is revealed as meaningless
You will be faking it when it's safer to joke, and the laughter's shared on threads in silence
You will be faking it when we're tied to the tracks, denying that the ropes even exist
You will be faking it when they're rounding us up, and every coward's advocating it
Tell yourself again, “Nothing is wrong with this place.”
Never say it when we're standing face to face
Faker, if there is a hell, you've done what you need to do
If there is a hell, it's ready and waiting for you
So are we awake yet?
Has it been working?
Can we go home sometime today?
Where do the spirits fade in our weakest dreams, when belief crumbles away?
Where do the fires start in the city streets, when the whole flag burns away?
The blossom withers of true emotion and heartfelt honesty
I never dreamed you wouldn’t keep your word, but that's a truth that you can hide
Six-weeks gone in hyperbolic sleep, we feel our blood pumping weak
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