Silversun Pickups

With all the fire set in our eyes
Without a cornerstone to realize
That later on we'll build the pyre
And burn so easily well everyone but me
And soon we'll sing in better moods
A sigularity well everyone but you
They'll pull the nerves out through the pores
Though bruised so easily the comeback kid's not
Bleeding
With words that defied all our social gestures
No one could've known what the comeback kid did
No words could describe all the social pressures