Thrice - Deeper Wells

We wanna build a bigger fence
We say it's only common sense
We gotta keep the good ones in the fold
Every year we raise it higher
We add a little razor wire
And then we paint the whole thing white and gold

We keep building bigger fences
Building bigger fences
Building bigger fences
When we should be digging deeper wells
So I wanna see your hands
I wanna see your hands
I wanna see your hands
Cracked from clawing through the filth

But we let our nightmares win
We're terrified of boogeymen
We gotta keep the bad ones in the cold
We lock the gate and keep it shut
On those that never make the cut
Who never learned to do just what they're told

We keep building bigger fences
Building bigger fences
Building bigger fences
When we should be digging deeper wells
So I wanna see your hands
I wanna see your hands
I wanna see your hands
Cracked from clawing through the filth

Don't let them out
Don't let them in
Don't let them out
Don't let them in
Don't let them out
Don't let them in
Don't let them out
Don't let
Don't let them in
Don't let them in