That's it, it's split - it won't recover
 Just frame the halves and call them brothers
 Find their fathers and their mothers 
 If you remember who they are

 Over and over they call us their friends
 Can't we find something else to pretend?
 Like nobody's won and we're safe at the end

 In the darkness the film machine's spinning
 So let's leave it on
 We'll be out in the street 
 before anyone knows that we're gone

 That's it, it's split, it can't recover
 Just frame the halves and call them a whole
 And chip at the bricks and fill up your pockets 
 With the pieces of the wall that you stole

 The hunt is on, everyone's chasing
 Everyone's chasing a shot
 shot rings out, nobody wants it
 Nobody wants it to stop

 That's it, it's split, it won't recover
 Just frame the halves and call them brothers
 Find your fathers and your mothers
 If you remember who they are
 If you remember, if you remember,
 if you remember who they are