The Quiet War - The Prestige

We keep staring at these dead clocks.

Just need to know, what do you get out of

this

It doesn’t have to be this way, paparazzi intoxication.

This is what they just told me.

I’ve seen a scandal that’s floating in the air

tonight.

We keep breaking it up and rip it all apart for our mere pleasure;

Everything is feeble.

Trying to fight it is worthless, so get in line and wait for your turn.

Will we ever make it home alive, war is only skin deep.

We keep living for yesterday, never for today,

A concept we should simply take away,

I still feel trapped like a prey;

this is the quiet war.

Save the best for the last, push me around and pull me down.

I am nothing to you.

So keep on running your mouth like you do and help me let

it go.

We keep breaking it up and rip it all apart for our mere pleasure;

everything is feeble.

Bring me back to town;

we’ll salvage all we’ve left only to be found

Still begging for acceptance

Trying to fight it is worthless, so get in line and wait for your turn.

Will we ever make it home alive, war is only skin deep.

We keep living for yesterday, never for today,

A concept we should simply take away,

I still feel trapped like a prey;

this is the quiet war.