Not About Us 
I'm calling you over every day; When I'm alone; For nothing has strayed you; From dirty lanes back to your home; Our god in his crown; Is judging us down; In pity and purchased heavenly sins; Buzzing around; I'm picking a frequency from within; Hammering on; My god is a sound; A pusher in town; I see you slipping away; I hold you anyway; I know it's not about us today; And I was tearing it up; In a new confusion; Sealing it off from inside; And as the barrier rose; It was quickly moving away; And back and behind; No one ever treats you right; I see you slipping away; I hold you anyway; I know it's not about us today; I see you slipping away; I hold you anyway; I know it's not about us; I know it's not about us; And you get to stay full time; And you get to be your kind; And you get to fit just fine; Enough for everyone to see you; When you're walking blind; I see you slipping away...; I see you slipping away...; 