I supply my own divide morality   I dye everything shades of grey   And nothing stays gold and everywhere I turn   Another self gratifying glimpse of a lonely road   Self deception learn the lesson hedon, you've got a reason to lie   And every where I turn there are portraits   Of the things we'll never know   Our bodies across the ocean   Lay your hands down be a crutch   Where'd you go?   Well I don't know   We'll burn this city to the   Scream, our throats are bleeding   Wear our scars with pride