We wake in smaller places
Turned down the atmosphere
Entranced by all the faces
I've watched them disappear
It's harder now to fake it
As we grow more estranged
You know that I'd forsake it
But everything's still unexplained
Well I don't like the person you've become
Waiting for your chances, sitting, twiddling your thumbs
Everybody knows the truth, we're not all deaf and dumb
And I don't like the person you've become
I don't like the person you've become
What have you done and where do we go?