Testo Zero Bars (Mr. Smith)

My name is SmithYour silence is my tradeMy name is SmithHere in this bar you fade outTime heals nothingIt merely rearranges our memoryIn zero barsEven time no longer seems willing to tryPlease look aroundEmpty faces that never quite dieDon't be surprisedTheir bodies move by habit, look in their eyesNothing is realIf you break down and cry they won't even stareNobody feelsIt's far too risky to admit that you careMy name is SmithYour silence is my tradeMy name is SmithHere in this bar you fade out