Dancing on the Head of a Pin

Left to right and so the ultra violet
Are the vultures violent keep the cultures silent
While the paper tigers hunt the baby drivers
Still you wanna know what I'm feeling?

Please, machine, I keep my logic clean
I keep her dopamine locked up in quarantine
A contravene amphetamine
So deep, the state and breathing

Gift genetics to the telekinesis
Here the change in taste is so synthetic
But so am I do you wanna find out
Still you wanna know what I'm feeling?

So I elect disguise
Seraphim from a strange scene
So I elect disguise
They're dancing on a pin, dancing on a pin

(Woah) we're the ones who pretend
(Woah) living life through a lens
(Woah) we only see what we wanna see, to see
(Woah) we're the ones who pretend
(Woah) to the sweetest end
(Woah) won't you strip a little back for me, for me?
(Woah) living life through a lens
(Woah) we're the ones who pretend

Overthrow the overthrow
A self-inciting dynamo
Through audio with an undertow
Pleasing and believing

So I elect disguise
Seraphim from a strange scene
So I elect disguise
They're dancing on a whim, dancing on a pin

(Woah) we're the ones who pretend
(Woah) living life through a lens
(Woah) we only see what we wanna see, to see
(Woah) we're the ones who pretend
(Woah) to the sweetest end
(Woah) won't you strip a little back for me, for me?
(Woah) living life through a lens
(Woah) we're the ones who pretend
(Woah) living life through a lens
(Woah) we're the ones who pretend

We climb, ascend
There never was an end
We'd settle for an answer
What did you intend?

This is not the answer (same old stories going 'round)
This is not the cure (burn the dead wood to the ground)
Your maps are not the landscape (no matter how much you want it)
They won't solve it all (burn the dead wood to the ground)

We are not the answer (same old stories going 'round)
We are not the cure (burn the dead wood to the ground)
Your maps are not the landscape (not matter how much you want it)
They won't solve it all (burn the dead wood to the ground)

This is not the answer (same old stories going 'round)
This is not the cure (burn the dead wood to the ground)
We are not the answer (burn the dead wood to the ground)