This is not, this is not a test, no
It's the real stranger than fiction
It's only the rest of the rest of us
It's the noise that covers our voice
And you know what's worst?
This story I already know by heart
They will pierce us
A bigger and bigger wound
Bigger
These projectiles coming toward us
They are a figment of our imagination
Imagination
And the illusion that they are real
It's what makes us such trite targets
We are not normal
And you know what's worst?
This story I already know by heart
They will pierce us
A bigger and bigger wound
Bigger
The strong arm will kill
And the helping hand cover up
Darkening the horizon
A replay of yesterday
And there's no wind to undo
These smoke screens
But it will be in vain
In vain, in vain
This is not, this is not a test, no
It's the real stranger than fiction
This is not a fiction
Not a fiction
And you know what's worst?
This story I already know by heart
Already know by heart
They will pierce us
A bigger and bigger wound
Bigger
Bigger