Run the blade across The center of your palm Squeeze the past from your words There's nowhere to hide From the inside of your head Your dreams will follow from your bed
Ink And blood Is where You find your peace
You want what's real To speak your thoughts On the screen Your allegiance Is with the underdog Left with everything to hope On those shoulders They'll dance, and genuflect
Step down from That bridge that you stand on Step down from That bridge that you stand on Step down from That bridge that you stand on