You could never figure out 
What peoples real motives were 
I know something happened down south 
But it's the same everwhere 
Weakness is hated and failure is feared 

Hurt, yes I know that you hurt 
Drugged up and outlucked when I arrive 
You wave a phonebook at me 
Claiming that it's a deathlist 
But there was a time it was your bible 

Lost, off course I'm lost like you 
These times are vile and we're not wanted 
Smiles are mechanical 
And handshakes are deathrattles 
There are so many ways out so few back in 

But it's people like us that make otherwise boring lives 
A little bit interesting 
But it's people like us that make otherwise boring lives 
A little bit interesting