Sold a dream, didn't come to fruition

It was all a lie

A full orchestration of carbon

Playing flat melody lines

I wasn't looking for an answer

To a question of time

And who's gonna give you shelter

When you cross that line?

What you gonna say when it comes to question time?

When all you have to say is that, is that you didn't even try?

BS gonna hit the fan

When there's enough of it flying around

Looking in from the top of a manhole

Thinking that's a long way down

You gotta sit in the pit before you get out the pipe, people

If you want to survive

But at the bottom, lurks a sewer monster

And it wants us alive

Sometimes laughter sounds like crying

Sometimes living feels like dying

Sometimes falling feels like flying

We're falling, not flying

What you gonna say when it comes to question time?

When all you have to say is that, is that you didn't even try?

And who's gonna give you shelter when you cross that line?

When all you have to say is that you didn't even try?

And now, everybody's gonna die

And now, oh,  won't somebody tell me why?