Where did you think that I would pray Underneath the pressure in me? Out of heart, if not to feel Is a wandering waste in the driest land And from these heights of these hills There's a funny thing that no one else can see There's a lie, a lie on a stage Where the young child dies It happens all wrong, you know me Half of it's seen from here There's all the time gone On the subway's eroding floor A hundred miles built upon us It's tearing at the seams of all it's been I'll wait, is this a pain? Or am I walking into this hell? Now these lies I'll spread Until we're choking on innocence Half of us tied and half of us in chains You're covering our eyes And cover our mouths just the same There's all the time gone On the subway's eroding floor A hundred miles built upon us It's tearing at the seams of all it's been They're gonna have to drag us away They're gonna have to drag us away They're gonna have to drag us away They're gonna have to drag us away They're gonna have to drag us away They're gonna have to drag us away