There's a psycho in the hall,
he's rocking back and forth.
There's the sound of a marching army
going down that same hall.
It's the sound of their lives
marching away very slowly.
They all sound so
sad ,cold ,lonely.
They have those damn
fake smiles smeared across
their faces once again.
Is it that psycho,
making them into what they're not?
Showering them with lies
he goes on rocking...
