The stolen glances, the moments in between the actions The dice are rolled, the skeleton sit by the fork in the road The paths that twist and turn, the
bumberbarticle over the highway, a guy in a funny suit to collect immigration material, you've got a state. These days things are kind of discinigrating, stateless
Caught in the sinking sand The wind flows fast through my fingers Just reach out your hand and give me one thing to hold on to Just give me one thing
Wake up look me in the eyes again I need to feel your hand upon my face Words can relay nice They can cut you open And the silence surrounds you and
We wake with our forms all tangled up Frozen in silence,no sound save breathing I can feel your skin on my skin How did it get so cold in here? I need
Everything started spinning and I woke up by the side of the road How did I get down here? How did I get down here? High up above me I could discern
radio up killer Spin trigger, she's a radio killer She's a radio killer, turn the radio up killer In the back of the car locked in handcuffs Looking out of the window
Speak explosive speech, speech to keep us safe A smiling fire bomb Shake, shake another hand, crush another soul With your fame and your medicine I
Can you lie still without making a sound? Pacified hell, just don't scratch the surface Away, away, you're running out, you're running out You're running
