The Hidden Cameras - Doom lyrics

We can't escape No, we can't attempt to cool We've given chips We don't feed to the rich With iron hips we deplore our own depths It's our own mistake And we hold to please the man We change our names We don't know bleeding far Our own mistakes We are caught by what's that stench Dealer's met What it means to be afraid So far we are With love with us That pan upholds sponsored links The peek for water and the trees We fool ourselves In thinking this is happiness We hold the nerve To our breast Malicious words Become the only tone on our skin The sky is blue But the blindfold gives us black Green grace Because we know we are doomed We have bills to pay And parties to attend But all we do Is hold the dirt And if art we are We learn where's the bar That tech off sends you in the dark This spawn of a job That is the problem for tomorrow Our patience is who we are