The Escapist

Dont' tell them our disease
Might mend without a seam
Scraps of paper covered up
The war is make believe

All the signs now silent, back to sleep
Come tomorrow I'll be free
Businessmen and cartoon tricks
The war is make believe

Oh breathe
Just breathe in the air
The city sleeps at our feet tonight
The war is make believe

With a deal lost, and the enemy on its way
Oh but it might mend without a seam