Outsmart the fever And take us farther from The killing life in capsules A life that can't belong
So if I wake up dead to the world With the helm at my command The reaching out of this Faced tomorrow in the eleventh hour Beckoned closer Now as nightfall sends it's grace Cue to enter the insatiable ideal Slam it shut but the portal pounding lingers What it is, is time undone Cannot falter in the security of labour Was I supposed to believe?
Where did I sign? Did I miss the auction? Where went my life? Where did I sign? Did I miss the auction?
Went the half mile Wondered when the resolution would come Life became too solid Diluted by the essence of denial Caught in fire's eye The self and filter that is I My lip was venom Words formed in my mouth Hid beneath the tongue Never to be seen
Where did I sign? Did I miss the auction? Where went my life? Where did I sign? Did I miss the auction?