The rust is growing on our rooftops
Pretending to be gold
We'll take off our winter clothes

The lights are looking good from up here
Pretending to be green
But on the top of our routine we grow our best dead skin
So it won't let us in

This attack is our defence
Cover up your decadence
If my craving makes no sense
Blame it on your decadence

This attack is our defence
Cover up your decadence
If my craving makes no sense
Blame it on your decadence

Better jump over this fence
And be safe
And be safe