Underneath your layers
There lies a core
Underneath your scabs
There lies a sore
Echoes from eternity
Bouncing off the satellites
Things begin with explosions
Let’s all explode tonight
Your family ties
Cut off your circulation
Electrons in orbit
‘Round Grand Central Station
The atmosphere is full of holes
And holes are full of everything
Let go of the ropes now
Dance to the void, and sing
Yield to the sign
Pray to your God
Nothing is mine
It’s all a façade
