Murals make it right, well, how can that explain?
Nobody can tell what the hell they’re even saying
No one sees it’s easier to change
No one sleeps and no one stays awake
No one complains
And I’ll find wherever you go And I’ll help with things you don’t know
And I’ll get you out of the show
And I’ll find wherever you go It’s things you have to give and never come around
There’s opportunity to tread instead of drown
Remarks will make the living settle down
They call them markets instead of towns
They like how it sounds
Most of us are wrong
Most of us agree
Must have been the wrong
Message we received
If you gotta choose, I’ve gotta change
And if you’ve got the truth, I’ve gotta trade
And if you’ve got a feud, I’ve got a fade
My heart will wear you out
Yeah, my heart will wear you down
Yeah, my heart will wear you down
Yeah, my heart will wear you down