Dress the Dead - Knives Out Lyrics

Knives out
Ask yourself, what's wrong with this picture?
We stand separated
We've been torn from the very beginning

Shut your eyes, shut your mouth
Shut yourself, kill the lights
Disconnect and comply
Like perfect little soldiers in a row

Cash out, pay the price
Indifference is the sickness
Each sacrifice to cut the price gets you further from the cure
Division, separation
Brother against brother
Launching of the sickness
Brother against brother

Shut your eyes, shut your mouth
Shut yourself, kill the lights
Disconnect and comply
Like perfect little soldiers in a row

So sing his praise, a golden god of auto copulation
A self-impregnating anomaly
Complete inversion, confusion is the new certainty
Just point your fingers and pretend
Napoleon, you have no kingdom to your crown
You have no meaning, need no mind

Separating the pieces to finally lay it bare naked
Never listen and never apologize
Out of sight, out of mind
This is the reason and this is the argument
This is the reason and this is the argument

Can't you see there's something missing?
Your one life is wasted clinging
Onto what you think they're thinking

Cut the umbilical
Cut the umbilical
Cut the umbilical

Nothing, nothing can change the fact of what we're all facing
Early adaptors or turncoats?
It's just a question of where you're standing
I've paid my price; I've made my choice
I've come to a new decision
I will be alive
I will be alive

Shut your eyes, shut your mouth
Shut yourself, kill the lights
Disconnect and comply
Like perfect little soldiers in a row