| Went to work today |
| Found a world of pain |
| Fractured by fiction and cause |
| At the heart of night |
| Certain parasites |
| Are deeper than we thought |
| All bright minds |
| Open wide |
| Our cabin’s in the dark |
| The wolf outside |
| In sheepskin hide |
| Sizing you up |
| Oh, child, listen to your innocence |
| I can build you better than developers |
| Your smile, given by your mother, but |
| That don’t seem to matter now, we’re going up |
| Oh, child, listen to your innocence |
| I can build you better than developers |
| Your smile, given by your mother, but |
| That don’t seem to matter now, we’re going up |
| A little compromise |
| Better join the slide |
| For visions of worship and blood |
| It never paid to say |
| Here in the darkest days |
| That talk will get you cut |
| All bright minds |
| Open wide |
| Your cabin’s in the dark |
| The wolf outside |
| In sheepskin hide |
| Sizing you up |
| Oh, child, listen to your innocence |
| I can build you better than developers |
| Your smile, given by your mother, but |
| That don’t seem to matter now, we’re going up |
| Oh, child, listen to your innocence |
| I can build you better than developers |
| Your smile, given by your mother, but |
| That don’t seem to matter now, we’re going up |
| Hold tight, feel as though you never |
| Get on right, need to know better |
| Just hold tight, free to fall |
| Into your own light, you need to know better |
| Just hold tight, feel as though you never |
| Get on right, need to know better |
| Just hold tight, free to fall |
| Into your own light, you need to know better |
| Oh, child, listen to your innocence |
| I can build you better than developers |
| Your smile, given by your mother, but |
| That don’t seem to matter now, we’re going up |
| Oh, child, listen to your innocence |
| I can build you better than developers |
| Your smile, given by your mother, but |
| That don’t seem to matter now, we’re going up |
| Oh, child, listen to your innocence |
| I can build you better than developers |
| Your smile, given by your mother, but |
| That don’t seem to matter now, we’re going up |