Hiding Places Paroles

On a world of suckers

Another ugly portrait that I
Will use as an argument
And a joke I'll use as proof

Holding those cards so close
That you can't read them anymore
But there's a time limit

And it's the hand you have to play from now on
With a past from which you can't take off
You then apply fluorescence
And then move to a home among trees
Wearing shoes that are made to be shaped like
Your feet
All because they fell for it
So grateful they fell for it

Collectively pulling one over A cosmic prank
On a world of suckers