And in the end I will show you that this life is only madness Can we filter out the toxicity and find worth in the static? We build and build We forget the model We design the madness and we paint it gold Swarming and spiraling burning at both ends A blur on the horizon We fail to keep site over and over again Open your palms up resist the current I am not your fathers son Lost in the static I am not your fathers son Lost in the static And you'll find me at the end Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones I am not your fathers son Lost in the static I am not your fathers son Lost in the static And you'll find me at the end Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones With pressure, we creak and we bend Crimson feet trample our joints We splinter and break We suffer again We become a path others use to take A distant undertaking to suffer the same I'll stand right beside you We slog side by side Become a path others use to take Lost in the static Just to suffer the same Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones Hold me up and join me on the horizon Kill what's left of the inner glow Giving up the ghost Growing cold We never begin (we never begin) Our own feet trample our joints We burn at both ends A blur on the horizon We become a path others use to take A distant undertaking to suffer the same I'll stand right beside you We slog side by side (Lost in the static, lost in the static) We build and build we forget the model We design madness and paint it gold I am not your fathers son Lost in the static I am not your fathers son Lost in the static And you'll find me at the end Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones I am not your fathers son Lost in the static I am not your fathers son Lost in the static And you'll find me at the end Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones