no talk
no touching
white glove thing
always something
you stand tall
fly your flags
cast your lot
its always something
lash out
crush your brothers
to save the mother
its always something
kill the girls
to save the babies
or save face
there's always something you'll find
thought crimes for high minds with idle time
you push
to stay distant
and attack the difference
slways something
you stand tall
fly your flags
cast your lot
it's always something
no thought
no feeling
white glove thing
always something
we run hot
with cold touch
it's our loss
but there's always something you'll find
thought crimes for high minds with idle time
call me when you've dropped your flags
call me when the shuttle lands
call me when you're back to being you