The First of the Century

You know
You can be
The first of
This century
To bleed through
To find truth
To know what
You should do
You know
It could be
Anything
Sometimes (sometimes)
You might find (you might find)
A crack or (a crack or)
A fault line (a fault line)
But dressed down (but dressed down)
Or made up (or made up)
You'll find (you'll find)
A real love (a real love)
A place to
Come home to
At night
So what did we pay for
And why did we care
What were we after
And why was it there
Desire gave way to a false sense of hope
And we fell for the lie that its what we all chose
And I yelled to my friends, "It'll all be OK!"
But they didn't believe me
They still don't today
They never do anything the haven't before
In the same solemn room with no lock on the door
And over and over and over again
The same failed solutions to all the same problems
They scream "Why? Why? I can't understand
Why the things that I do never go as I've planned!"
And the vultures begin
Their slow circling
The dogs lick their teeth
Bright white and gleaming
But just hold your tongue
Barely begun to fight until now
Let's see what you've got
This wide open shot
Take it or leave it
Cause we're getting out
We're getting out alive
And you'll never
Find us again
You'll never find us again