Nothing that great is being said
Accross the pomerium ahead
Can talk for hours, can't hear nothing
Over the dull voice they're casting
Some body stands, some body sits
And this one couldn't be bothered

And as the slow lights fade away
We're incomplete another day
Follow the easy way they say
Another swing at the ashtray
One miss and the whole place will burn
And these ones couldn't be bothered

Playing with fire in the dawn
Every true color is long gone
Not seeing people through faces
Not seeing yourself through the screen
Putting the pawns in their places
Because they couldn't be bothered