Siren of the shade you've never known my inhuman dream Through a channel housed in plastic, loafers living in the bland Safety isn't real anymore It's just a thing we say The cyclone's here if I'm not mistaken Blow me away Guardian camera A friend to blame for the blood While his family was watching the game, he's high in the tub Oh, God, here they come The lead-heavy pencils who erase every fall Mounted camera on his desk, brown sugar filling up his chest Just take it all Go ahead, take it from me Go ahead, take it from me Go ahead, take it from me Go ahead, take it from me We'll film it all We'll film it all We'll film it all Safety isn't real anymore It's just a game we play What makes a person more than ordinary? Hand over me Hand over me Hand over me Memory, it was only for pretend Brother was calling her name She counted to ten Dead leaves in the Benz It's only pretend It's only pretend Go ahead, take it from me Go ahead, take it from me Go ahead, take it from me We'll film it all Go ahead, take it from me Go ahead, take it from me Go ahead, take it from me We'll film it all We'll film it all We'll film it all