Silversun Pickups – The Pit

I’m marching by a branches in a fit of wanderlust
To see we in a black hole reaching out for something just
Silhouettes of neighbors dancing in disgust

I’m certain we commend my sound and we listened about a Pit
Been told to be fearful of all that lives within
But it’s most worse where we are
So will we go for it?

I have a feeling we might
Feeling we might

Somebody somewhere
Will purify out your wounds
With unwashed fingers
We’ll bury a lie

Somebody somewhere
Will purify out your wounds
We’ll bury a lie
Bury a lie

Now we decrease down a mountain to a glow with a crowd
The flutter becomes thicker as we bottom out
The residents don’t even notice a remarkable shouts

When your eyes can adjust and we see what’s in view
Discolored and distempered smiles that seen you
Do we comprehend we were all once like you?

I have a feeling we might
Feeling we might

Somebody somewhere
Will purify out your wounds
With unwashed fingers
We’ll bury a lie

Somebody somewhere
Will purify out your wounds
We’ll bury a lie
Bury a lie

No, no
No one comes
No one goes
No, no
No one comes
No one goes

Running lies my sound and we listened about a Pit
Been told to be fearful of all that comes within

We can speak about it later
But we consider you’ve given in
We can speak about it later
But we consider you’ve given in

I had a feeling we might
Bury a lie
Oh, oh