The music floats like smoke
Now it's here < now it's not
It's disintegrating, vanishing, replaced before it's gone
There's another band in line and another one behind them
All with eager eyes
So desperate to be whatever you need
I want to point the finger but never take a look at myself
I got where I am by giving up on who I was
There were things I needed
There were things I wanted to say
I would have to pay for the chance they gave me
Oh, the great compromise
Slithering thoughts from the corners of my mind
They turn inside out and they come alive
Hiding out inside having fights with my conscience
Am I working on progressing or working on a lie?
The meaningless parade
The broke down cliche
Hysterical and sinking
Shouting and screaming
"I thought that I was so much more!"
"I thought that I could just save myself before the ship went down!"
"I thought that I could leave it behind!"
But I won't survive
I'm all right but my hands always feel tied
I'm all right but my hands always feel tied
I'm all right but my hands always feel tied
I'm all right but my hands always feel tied
I'm all right but my hands always feel tied