Текст песни: Whitley. Facade II.

We never meant to be this bad
We never meant to be this sad
We never meant to be a lot of things that were lurking in the dark

I applaud the facade of every broken heart
Where dreams are just screams from a deep undying dark
Or where sweet birds are the words of a world
That hurled you down to the ground where you found
Where you are now
Where you found, solid ground

Buy me a new set of shoes
I'll write out a new set of rules
I'll feed you my heart and we will see if we can cure your disease

I applaud the facade of every broken heart
Where dreams are just screams from a deep undying dark
Or where sweet birds are the words of a world
That hurled you down to the ground where you found
Where you are now
Where you found, solid ground

I'm an altruist with a selfish hand
But I know and I choose, am I something greater?
I need something harder in my veins
My blood won't help me from privileged pains