And once again
Stuck in this dance
I guess the sands of time
Have turned to glass and forced my hand
Well
I make my own light
I make a way out
I give myself the right
To rearrange the dots
And write between the lines
I need a
I need a
I need a hand here
I need a
I need a friend
To spread the lie
And watch me write between the lines
Well here goes nothing
The cattle prod
You'll barely feel it
I assure you
Negotiations gone awry
And now you're on the lam
A thousand miles away from where you started
You threw a fire into the sky
And now it's comin
Down
I make my own light
I make a way out
I give myself the right
To rearrange the dots
And write between the lines
I need a
I need a
I need a hand here
I need a
I need a friend
To spread the lie
And watch me write between the lines
Now
I make my own light
I make a way out
I give myself the right
To rearrange the dots
And write between the lines
I need a
I need a
I need a hand here
I need a
I need a friend
To spread the lie
And watch me write between the lines