You know it's never like you plan We're never in demand I never was a prince We're live from a black hole In the backyard of your mind Where you were young and weak You tried to stare just like a freak show You dug yourself a foxhole Baby, please don't go We are lost, but we lose slow As much as you want to quit We are filtering the grit I know it's hard to take a stand Crush the label, kill the man Find a uniform that fits And filter out the grit Baby, please don't go We are lost, but we lose slow As much as you want to quit We're filtering the grit