Wretched Ground - Fake the Envy

Call them out

They stand on the wretched ground

Call them out right now

Nurture and feed their doubts

Stand and shout

When facing the mumbling sounds

Stand and shout right now

Call on the fading crowd

Can they hear, can they see?

Do they know where they are

Supposed to be?

Time you wash away them all

Time you turned your back

On empty calls

You see them led astray and fall

Never see the writing’s there

On the wall

Call them out

Playing the lost and found

Call them out right now

Leave them to fight their doubts

When the sirens retreat

Do they know where they are

Supposed to be?