This ten year old, smiling summer eyes
They win, they win
Well they're surviving, showed us how they could dance like an angel
There was a talk came on the glass, a sign, some young nervous head just learned to punish
Being calm inside to hide away from these young haters on the wing
He sighed and tried to hide, but I recall the alien eyes and what that felt like

'Cause they were happy laughing murders with delight in the game
But don't allow yourself to fake believing any kind of virtuous life
Because each of us is both of them, one blowing out, one breathing in