Locked inside of the same routine Sky of grey likely to go unseen Eye to eye hand to waist No one gets inside your safe All the wrong keys to the place I’ve seen a glimpse and I don’t like the after taste Don’t you say goodnight just yet The suns about to rise Drank up every word you said I liked living the lie If only for a time Burning chest, feet are quickening Two lost souls, one is crumbling Eye to eye hand to mouth Tears will fall to end the drought On a constant walkabout I'm not sure show much longer I can hold out hold out Tug of war, circle game, nevermore, bloody shame