Underneath an empty skyline There is something quickening here I looked at you with empty eyes Knotted up and sick with fear Relentless march of cells dividing It's getting harder to ignore It drips its poison in our ear There is something quickening here Let the vacants keep their secrets Like "I won't be there when I'm needed" And "I can't carry the weight you've hung on me" Let the vacants keep it Huddled up in crumbling drywall Last chance for an only choice Feel the pain singing inside you It echoes out now in two voices Born in an insane need On an insane street in an insane city In the blood and shit and dust You are empty and I am empty too Let the vacants keep their secrets Like "I won't be there when I'm needed" And "I can't carry the weight you've hung on me" Let the vacants keep it Let the vacants keep it Will we survive what we birthed here? Will we survive what we birthed here? What we birthed here will never die What we birthed here will never die So let the vacants keep it Let the vacants keep it Let the vacants keep it Let the vacants keep it