I'm always bitching 'bout something, oh it's true
There's always something wrong with the things we do
Finding light to pierce right through the fog
Nothing's safe but baby it won't be long
Pick apart my faults until they're bare
Naked all along, yeah there's no one there
Oh there's no one there
Effortless, I'll wrestle this
Straight down into the ground
In silent thought the point's been missed
Our reasons make no sound