I pace with
A sense
Of misdirection
I pulled the pin
Desolate. Wonder how you been?
I shock the bliss
Follow me under, got a chip on my shoulder
Not a turn. Not a flinch, litte axe to grind
Killing dreams, little fiends, gutter glorified
Disruption can't be stopped
Days on end
The damage is done
I shut my fist, ambivalence
With the force of life creating a mountain
Dry my eyes. Don't ask why
Let the floor sink in. Bury me under
Not a turn, not a flinch, litte axe to grind
Killing dreams, little fiends, gutter glorified
Disruption can't be stopped
Days on end
The damage is done
Shock the bliss
Shock the bliss
Shock the bliss
All I see is the fault line
All I see is a bridge
All I see, in between
All I see, in between
Not a turn, not a flinch, litte axe to grind
Killing dreams, little fiends, gutter glorified
Disruption can't be stopped
Days on end
The damage is done
Disruption can't be stopped
Days on end
The damage is done
Shock the bliss
Shock the bliss
Days on end
The damage is done