Division Times

[verse] We build our forts behind our screens, Everyone choosing sides and picking teams, Drawing lines we cannot see, Then defend them relentlessly [Chorus] We find ourselves in Division Times A no-mans land that's full of mines The talking heads they egg us on, Will we know when we're too far gone? Will we know when we're too far gone? [verse] Each side isolates in their halls With no debates only applause While purity becomes our creed, Reinforced by a video feed [Chorus] We find ourselves in Division Times A no-mans land that's full of mines The talking heads they egg us on, Will we know when we're too far gone? Will we know when we're too far gone? [Swelling Instrumental Solo] [Bridge] Dogma binds us in unseen chains, Righteous anger fuels the flames. Justifying all our sins, Ensuring healing never begins. [Outtro - spoken] [Arpeggiated synths spiral, low guitars pulse under breathy spoken lines] They said it was choice. They said it was truth. They said it was us or them. But I want another choice.. But I want another choice..