Who the hell is Tod Jones anyway?
We turn a blind eye to the monkey child bleeding
Reverse the flow of negative energy
The smiles to stares to faceless shit
We turn a blind eye, ooh, turn a blind eye
[Incomprehensible] ruthless, stumbling around
Darlings of deceit, [Incomprehensible]
The only thing is the brain is split
Working to fight off disease
We walk off the shop to a beacon soul breathing
Meet the clock saviors passing on the street
Society's bombs on a cafeteria trail
Cover creations without sounds
Has to believe in traditions recently
But they had to guess eternal life
