Handout drugs
The same old lie
Keep us away from seeing the sky
And everything I do
Is everything you don't
We never left our cells
And yet we identify
I'm stealing into the center of the world
I'm watching my life
An inviolable high
And all is made of clouds
All is made of moods
And what we're fading out won't spoil the design
I don't know what it is
But in the distance something's pointed at
My little bunker
I don't know what it is
But it knows better
It knows who I am
Handout drugs
The same old lie
Keep us awake in an invalid sky
And everything we do
Is everything we don't
A prison without walls
A home to rest and die