We now hold these truths to be evident
That nothing is vaunted [?] or prominent
We are cells in the hand of a, a loosely flung fist
That I'm trusting, it got me in awe from the mitt [?]

How can we march so blissfully on, knowing everyone loved is alone?
How could you not march so blissfully on, knowing everyone loved is all alone?

I now hold these truths to be diffident
That which you held dearly, is clearly frequented
By charlatans fumbling, just like a debutante
Gripping and grinding, a light they depend on

How can you march so blissfully on, knowing everyone loved is alone?
How could you not march blissfully on, knowing everyone loved is all alone?
You're not alone

Oh, my head is on fire
Burning layers of paltry disguises
We are strange beguilers [?]
Pleading for men [?]
Since privilege and poverty and pride [?]

Come on

How can we march so blissfully on, knowing everyone loved is alone?
How could you not march so blissfully on, knowing everyone loved is all alone?
You're not alone