Besedila: Radical Face. Nothing Is Free.

Eyes on the sea
My feet are in concrete
Hands on the savior
Fingers inside his teeth
Grinning at me
A face like a leather shoe
He said that nothing is free, boy
All of it will cost you

And you know where this will go
The sunset's dead, it never shows

Wake from a dream
Drift through the air again
Nothing is feeling
The world's just a cardinal sin
If life is a dream
Then death is to be awake
Smiling is wasteful
Love is the great mistake

But you've got it wrong again
Think like that, you'll never win