Things We Tell Ourselves in the Dark

Lyrics for Things We Tell Ourselves in the Dark

A fever dream reach across the streets The streets of legacy Encase a throat of gold The things we tell ourselves in the dark Never heard what was said To weep alone in this racing madness Bright-eyed with power Prettiest at the ball, grandest dreams of all Machine-like precision to rid me of concern The empathetic creatures are hunted for reward It's sorted It's boring Prosperity Beggars worship in the street Dropping flowers by my feet As it is What it was To all the old egos we've sold How does it grow? Marigold To all the old egos we've sold How does it grow? Marigold Kiss the ring, miserable degrees A figment of our nightmares I'll have a little fun with a slightly loaded gun Please, try and hear me out Machine-like precision to rid me of concern The empathetic creatures are hunted for reward It's sorted You're boring Prosperity Prosperity Lift, place, proceed I'm standing by your back door Waiting to strike and capture Machine-like precision Lift, p-p-place, proceed I'm standing by your back door Waiting to strike and capture The empathetic creatures Machine-like precision Blinded by my shining star Lurching with my fat cigar A showering of gold Secretly smoldering Can't find peace within Secretly (secretly) Smoldering (smoldering) Can't find peace within (peace within) Trapped in twisted spaces Dissolve the crowd Devour, la-dee-da Trapped in twisted spaces Dissolve the crowd Devour, la-dee-da Trapped in twisted spaces Dissolve the crowd Devour, la-dee-da Trapped in twisted spaces Dissolve the crowd Devour, la-dee-da As it is What it was Things we tell Ourselves In the dark (Things we tell) In the dark (tell ourselves) As it is What it was To all the old egos we've sold How does it grow? Marigold To all the old egos we've sold How does it grow? Marigold To all the old egos we've sold How does it grow? Marigold To all the old egos we've sold How does it grow? Marigold