It's a nest of wire and folded foil It's a humming hive in a broken tree The buildings itch and look impatient Without their skin they bare their teeth Bones will show right through the seams of last year's new elective surgeries I get ground down to one dimension Aerodynamically complete My heart is smoothed down past perfection No shadow left to follow me Bones still show right through the seams of last year's new elective surgeries The water will rise and this trusted disguise won't hold Give them all fake names Give them all fake names Give them all fake names If we leave today no vacant age will follow us