The sounds getting louder   It's green, and yellow, and brown   and on killing creatures   Its not there fault, its not there fault      There's holes in my windows   There's holes in my screens   there ??? ill get too   If only in my dreams         And there tearing it apart   There tearing it apart   I'm covering my eyes   I'm covering my eyes         A fake world with fake people   To help you get through your day   A house full of strangers   Behind there walls, behind there walls      Ears playing tricks   Guitars playing picks   Were rushing and traveling   To get there just to wait      And there tearing it apart   There tearing it apart   I'm covering my eyes   I'm covering my eyes