Your attention please, all passangers
With confusion and comfort we live out our lives
But your reality has consequence
Escape in front or behind me
Down the center we score your slide
Won't someone tell me why the hell we try to cover it up
Oh god, there's got to be another way
Some kind of system to help me get close to my soul
When out of darkness came a light from inside you
It's inside me
They tell you who you are
And who you want to be
The line's been drawn
Whose side you on?
Won't someone tell me how we live to be seventy-five?
Oh god, there's got to be another way
Some kind of system to tell me how i'm supposed to survive
When out of darkness came a light from inside you
It's inside me
They tell you who you are
And who you want to be
Line's been drawn
Whose side you on?
Whose side you on?
Your attention please, all passangers
With confusion and comfort we live out our lives
But our reality has consequence
Escape in front or behind me
Down the center we score your slide
Your attention please
Some attention...
Your attention please, all passangers
With confusion and comfort we live out our lives
But your reality has consequence
Escape in front or behind me
Down the center we score your slide