I lied, I lied, I lied, I lied
I like to be hurt
It's a cold trait of us
A voyeurist in a lust
Looking in, will it work
But I'm alright
We can watch the meadow burn in the end
I will find in the kindest of minds sacrilege
I could wait for a time
Another time when it is okay
When will it be ok to love ourselves
We are billions of animals
Bearing our jagged teeth
Our jagged teeth, our jagged teeth
We are billions of animals
Bearing our jagged teeth
Our jagged teeth, our jagged teeth
We are billions of animals
Bearing our jagged teeth
We are billions of animals
Bearing our jagged teeth