vacant lottery

Subjective and short sighted
Your words when they ridicule mine
Feel like I need to scream
In order to outvoice an ant
And the fool stands in order to be heard
So now I'm gonna stand and say to you

You're making me have this feeling
I've hiding underneath my sleeve
It makes me want
To not breathe
Maybe I guess I have a chance
If I steal the faces of them all
But who'll be there when I fall?
I've been so far away
From the place I should've been all along

Think I saw you yesterday
Running around in a vacant lot
I hope you saw what happened
And i hope you never find out
I stand when i'm asked to sit
And i've been standing for far too long

You're making me have this feeling
I've hiding underneath my sleeve
It makes me want
To not breathe
Maybe I guess I have a chance
If I steal the faces of them all
But who'll be there when I fall?
I've been so far away
From the place I should've been all along

Don't say that we are safe
Don't say that we are safe
Don't say that we are safe
Don't say that we are safe
Don't say that we are safe
Don't say that we are safe
Because who- who's safe in a vacant lot?