We're down here on the floor,
Bein invisible, bein ignored,
How can we pass this,
When you've already opened the door?

You're standing up there,
Talking down,
Whilst we're sitting down here,
Looking around.

Looking for a hint,
Of what we've to do,
Cos to be honest,
We don't have a fucking clue.

Maybe this is OUR fault,
That we're sitting down here,
But you're ignorance is our failure,
And that's our biggest fear.

Our failure, your triumph,
Knowing you were right,
As we're sitting down here on the floor,
Already losing the fight.