Someone said to me,

It takes scissors to cut you free

It takes a sword to put up a fight

And vice grips to squeeze you at night.

 

Without epoxy to hold it place

You break down and it shows on your face

And just when your head's coming loose, 

You need a screwdriver to put back the screws.

 

Build around our own machinery

That pumps blood from our head to our feet

Build reinforcements where there shouldn't be

Where they shouldn't be.

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You need a yellow light to make love last

If it turns red, you're stuck in the past.

You need satellites to show that you care

Coz' gas prices just won't get you there.

 

Sentence years for misunderstood words
Locked up in fences, trapped in skyscrapers
From up there they can't see the same way,
So we tear down all the things that we made

 

Build around our own machinery
That pumps blood from our head to our feet
Build reinforcements where there shouldn't be
Where they shouldn't be.

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We’re humans, we make plans and machines

Hands holding tools, building bigger things

Stone walls around hearts keep them cold

Keep in flaws and keep out what we don’t know

 

So break down your chest levee,

Let the sea be where the sea be.

Lose the difference between you and me,

Coz’ we’re both trying hard to believe.

 

Build around our own machinery
That pumps blood from our head to our feet
Build reinforcements where there shouldn't be
Where they shouldn't be.

 

We’re both trying hard, 

Trying hard to believe

That there’s pockets of love

And there’s pockets of good. 

(But you gotta get hurt.)

 

We’re both trying hard, 

Trying hard to believe

That there’s pockets of love

And there’s pockets of good. 

But you gotta get hurt.