Scrapin' up dirty pennies off the street But just as long tails touch ground A superstitious suit of armor For the coward When every bit of tragic knowledge gained Must tax the mind We mustn't take to these evils Be not deaf And be not blind We cover our eyes With the comforting sins Of our owners Save me from myself In a world made out To be so cruel The noose becomes a useless tool When all they need's a story To leave you strung up by your throat The media shall pick and choose The stories on the nightly news To insight the fear they need To keep us under their control We cover our eyes With the comforting sins Of our owners Save me from myself Drinking broken glass Out on the front steps of your sanctuary Does it scare you that a soul Could be so out of line? Cut me out, just cut me out Just cut me out of everything A pair of scissors sleeping In your neck will do just fine We cover our eyes With the comforting sins Of our owners Save me from myself Paranoid but not sleeping Or else content with eyes sewn shut Wake up, you're not the saint You've drawn yourself to be Open your eyes or Open the flood gates