Who's the hippy now?    I cut it off to make you proud,    abuse my limbs until the sun goes down    I don't want to be alone again.   Got Jesus' Autograph,    no handshake or pat on the ass    his saving grace was talking fast    I don't want to be bored again    am I ready to take that chance,    put my faith in someone else?      Let's use this dynamite,   we're only making noises      I'll make the brightness yours   so we can deny who we are,    I Love you but not today   the darkness fell like a shout.   am i ready to take that chance,    put my faith in someone else?      Together we stand,   we're at the bottom of the cove   it looked like rain but, it felt like snow   Because wherever we stand, we're at the bottom of the hole,    we'll dig our way out, but we'll still say no.      The wound is king and how,   his whorses turn they make him proud   his vision's clipped like wings and crowns   lets use this photograph    he's never had the chance to believe in something else.      let's use this dynamite, we're only making noises   we want to affect a change with voice and electrical noises      Together we stand,   we're at the bottom of the cove   it looked like rain but, it felt like snow   Because wherever we stand, we're at the bottom of the hole,    we'll dig our way out, but we'll still say no      Darkness fell like a shout;   the darkness fell like a shout;   darkness fell like the shout;      we want to affect a change, with voice and electrical noises      wherever we crash, we're gonna blame it on the old   unique to the touch, and crippled to the bone   however we stand they'll be swinging from the ropes    unfinished and young or unhappy and old