When We Stand By

Set my mouth on fire
This girls gonna speak the truth
The record skips when you hit it this way
Did the fire start in the living room?
Or did it make it's way to the basement to quietly be extinguished?
You tell me quiet one
With your hands behind your back sitting in a corner
You slip in when it's dark
And you take the sweet children to the lake of no heart
Born and raised by calloused fingers
You've become hardened to the carnage and the war
You see through glass eyes fixed on beauty
You can't see it because to you it isn't there
Mock me oh cruel one
Feel the chains on your back 
They sit heavy from the unconfessed lies you've told
Oh what a conscious you lack
Buried at the bottom of the lake 
You dive for death 
I'll take my chance with the guards at my back
Out of control and you can't take the side affects back
Will the wilted flowers flow out of your mouth or your heart first 
I wonder
I wonder where the depravity of disillusioned minds dwells and will it dwindle at dawn when all the lights are turned back on