Something's familiar to me
They don't have to know

Swift and contained and caught up in life so you never can land
Your genius/beauty it hits me like dirt in the face and you can't understand
All I have ever wanted was just to be able to stand on my own

You save all your problems for me, they don't have to know
We can hide in the hilltops and graves, they don't have to know
You come here on your own with cancers and perfume
And five o'clock in the afternoon is heaven and endless

Cursed and betrayed and forced to be strong on these hard iron wings
Wizards and scientists left on their own shouldn't play with these things
Now we are running away and who knows what the future will bring, on our own
We are left to survive on our own

And the mausoleums perched so high above the city can be fun in the right amount of sun
And a certain amount of technology has pricked your curiosity
And a certain amount of persecution has curiously invaded your mind
And I tried to be the hero but I screwed it all up in the end
And now we're in the midst of this whole great global war
When five o'clock in the afternoon is heaven and endless

They won't come here for me
I covered up everything so carefully
They got exactly what they deserved
All I get is this guilt

I have sacrificed everything and now I am cursed by these iron wings
But at least I am not alone
While I watch the city burn below

Something's familiar to me
They don't have to know