All my friends alone on a hill
they're just looking down with violent
minds out on loan
they're just not equipped
insistence
we hope for the best
we're not making sense
in silence wait for the day
when you're better than
In this silence
i'm not buying
but you're not faking
i'm not
i guess we better hold on again
'cause this time
we won't understand again
i'm not waiting for some sense
still they sit alone on a hill
their mechanical thoughts
have left them out on their own
they're not buying this