The camera doesn't lie, this is what we've done   So far from where we had started from    Soothing the egos of losers in a game much bigger    What were we doing here?       Thrust into a bad dream, descended like a smokescreen    The night it went too far    To bend, to steal    The night it went too far    To mend, to feel    The night it went too far       Melting down the mind always sounds like fun    'Til someone whispers and it weighs a ton    Breaking the silence with secrets that decay with vigor    What were we doing here?       Thrust into a bad dream, descended like a smokescreen    The night it went too far    To bend, to steal    The night it went too far    To mend, to feel    The night it went too far       Thrust into a bad dream, descended like a smokescreen    What were we doing here?    Sucked into the jet stream that washed away the hurt clean    What were we doing here?