Keep in mind that a voice is just a voice until it finds the heart to smuggle something bright
‘Cause I feel like we’re growing more in danger of that great pretense I really can’t abide
These are the towns where people live and die
Our organs are gonna eat us alive
And so our organs are gonna need us alive
And your father said
Or else your teacher said
Or else someone said
“These words are not my own but I own them now
I spent a decade crunching numbers that just let me down
I spent a weekend in an attic in my dear hometown
And I painted something bigger than ourselves”
Our organs are gonna eat us alive
And so our organs are gonna need us alive
And I’m sincere when it serves my purpose
But there’s a fear that the line has blurred
And if there’s one thing that I have learned
We shouldn’t sully all our stories with the truth
Our organs are gonna eat us alive
And so our organs are gonna need us alive
Our organs are gonna eat us alive
And so our organs are gonna need us alive