X - The Unheard Music

Friends warehouse pain
Attack their own kind
A thousand kids bury their parents
There's laughing outside

We're locked out of the public eyes

Some smooth chords
On the car radio

No hard chords
On the car radio

We set the trash on fire
And watch outside the door
Men come up the pavement

Under the marquee
There's laughing inside

We're locked out of the public eyes