Senses oh how could you fail us now;
 I check your heart still makes a hissing sound
 It’s just another name for sorcery
 We still believe in what we never see
 Our perception is but a camera trick
 Authority a uniform
 Another name for a second chance
 You offer more, the sophomore
 You offer more, we offer more

 Goldmouth at full voice refuse
 This should be our chance 
 we take this lying down
 we take this lying

 Goldmouth at full voice refuse
 This should be our chance 
 we take this lying down
 we take this lying

 And it burns, it burns us all out as it blows Everyone Into Position

 We love to lie and pretend that it’s all o.k.
 We love to save all these words ‘til another day
 So don’t think on your feet
 Cos you sink from your feet up
 Are you flirting with me?

 Charm Offensive, perma-pensive, dream it all away
 Some may kill you, as you continue, to lie for us, I pray

 It burns, it burns us all out as it blows
 And it burns, it blows Everyone Into Position
 Harder to the opposition, harder to the opposition

 Don’t you think on your feet
 Cos you sink from your feet up
 But I’m routing for you, routing for everyone, everyone, everyone

 They’ve sold us out again;
 Thrown us in the fire
 They say we’re all the same
 Well, yeah, but we’re not liars, liars, liars…