I've been bleeding out for things I've yet to see But I'm operating slow and patiently And if all of the wounds have taken a toll on me Is this freedom or anarchy?
Gotta walk into the dark to find the knife Could have carved incisions into this life Going back into time in the back of my mind Looking for where I flatlined Fighting the noise of my poison Is it me I'm just avoiding?
Time's running on me I've only got so much room to breathe I traded my soul in for a dream I gave my fortune to The Man for a prophecy And I can't believe I'm doing this time Surgical, surgical, surgical rewind
So how did I get so caught up in this mess I must be running against myself Can't do no rest Visions of grandeur are taking a toll on me Is this freedom or anarchy?
When you're stuck and you're trying to break out of the mold Only to find that the truth can leave you cold I'm alone on a table willing and able to diagnose I'm stopping a war machine of eternal protest now
Time's running on me I've only got so much room to breathe I traded my soul in for a dream I gave my fortune to The Man for a prophecy And I can't believe I'm doing this time Surgical, surgical, surgical rewind
The animosity is growing now Beating and pushing and running when I hit the ground And I compose stuff until I get out my own world That keeps holding, holding me down! Bombs are arming and I'm running for my life now Gunning me down, gunning me down, gunning me down Gunning me down, gunning me down, running me down
And I know... Time's running on me I've only got so much room to breathe I traded my soul in for a dream, oh I gave my fortune to The Man for a prophecy And I can't believe I'm doing this time Surgical, surgical, surgical rewind
I shake the pills off Clean utensils Send the post out Watch his vitals He's fading in and out of reality Swaying all around, fighting gravityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
