Sugar Pill

I turn it off, I drown it out, its never ending The tension in the air hits everyday The prefab pull, the sugar pill, ugly and aging Its coming faster each and every day I can't see straight They tell us lies through shiny eyes that keep us drooling Blood rushing to our fingers, comes and it goes Caught in the static, run in the fabric, we've got a habit Drunk off the still where nothing beautiful grows All looks the same, the name, the place, the faces Tells us to come along Fills every corner and still is missing The sun, the sun, the sun, the sun is sinking now Is sinking now Is sinking now Is sinking now Hysteria Hysteria Hysteria Hysteria --- Sugar Pill - METZ