Il testo della Verb

Always in arrest hanging out and staring at the test
as the hours swoop you by
i know you frozen in a state you never reach
as the comfort weighs you down
look at the things you haven't done
are you blinded by your sun
don't you wanna be a verb not a noun

look at the things you haven't seen
you are blocked in by your screen
don't you wanna be a verb be a verb not a noun
hollow in your hole standing in defiance of the flow
as the river goes around
i know you, you made up your mind long ago
now you wear it like a crown