What's the meaning of the life you're leading

Something's missing from one mind and then

You're conditioned to respond, it's easy

Where's the worth in all the things you see

Is there any truth in what they're saying

Is there any life to what you'll be

Great at scraping off the paint

For keeping all the clues

And you're all set to sleep

Flying through the walls of silence

Silence turned your eye

Even through darkest of the night

And you wake at night to find them

On your porch and up your stairs

Pull the covers back, your hands are shaking

What'll they be when all that's left is you man

You can't even give me one good reason

All surrounded in a world of greed

Flying through the walls of silence

Silence turned to cries

Let it be a strong reminder

Unbound voices in the night

And you wake at night to find them

On your porch and up your stairs

Pull the covers back, your hands are shaking

Used to say that it's not fair

Bring back my golden arm

Bring back my golden arm

Bring back my golden arm

My golden arm

My golden arm

Can't even give me one

One good reason

You're so greedy

Can't even give me one