Light the fire, antics are keeping me ‘round about
for the rightest one, for the rightest one
Calm the young dramatics, you’re tolling it out abound
for the lie is spun

Come to the surface
I’m going 100% of the way, in circles
It’s leading us on and on, astray
so come to the surface

Where broken promises all line the way, and
All the wasted days are burning on, if I
Want to waste away, I’ll turn it on, and I’ll
Watch the wasted days all burning on, it’s a
Lot of wasted days, I’m turning it off and on

Unretired, it happens. Catches me on the run,
‘til the night is won

So come to the surface
I’m going approximately half of the way, the hurdles
are leading us off to draw a stage

And this one has drawn on the hand of this one, has drawn on the hand
Of this one, has blood on the hand of this one, has drawn on the hand

Broken promises all line the way, and
All the wasted days are burning on, if I
Want to waste away, I’ll turn it on, and I’ll
Watch the wasted days all burning on, it’s a
Lot of wasted days I’m turning it off and on

Roaming on, this is all blown away, and
All the wasted days are burning on, If I
Want to waste away I’ll turn it on, then’ll
Watch the wasted days all burning on, it’s a
Lot of wasted days I’m turning it off (and on)

and this one has drawn on the hand of this one, has blood on the hand
of this one, has drawn on the hand of this one, has drawn on the hand