Holocene City

These, these days, they’re hot and cold

They're making me believe in ideas

Driving back into the city

With you and your hair and your legs and the wind

We sat back and watched the change in weather

While the painkillers kept us together

See, see, see

Tell me those lies

Tell me those lies

Don’t believe what you find inside

All these things you'd rather just deny

Driving back into the city

‘Cause that where my baby is

See, see, see

You hide in your shell

Your eyes so red and skin so pale

See, see, see

Tell me those lies

Tell me those lies

Don’t believe what you find inside

All these things you'd rather just deny