Let the leak between our teeth
and spray for some rain to fall
Spray for one last door to call
that were changing once more
caused by our good satisfaction
Waiting for the only ones to come
Until nothing comes at all
We're puppets in an everlasting play
Who we are is what we get paid
The ones who pay the pay that
Though we've never did what
We're all remote controlled
where no one ever left a trace
I fear one more is one too much
Out of memory, out of touch
Freestyle for just to stimulate
Waiting for our own reward to come
Until nothing comes at all
Here's way too many pictures
Too many lights, too many sounds
in that terrifying beauty of our days
I guess that we have never been
I think we must have taken
While we were young and wild
And none of us had ever told a lie
Though we'd never did what
We're all without control
A wire that makes us dance
Am I remote controlled by