The things that run in my blood
I just gave up so fast
I've got nothing left to give
secrets don't keep themselves
I'm sick of hiding the answer from the question here
what did I find in my head
and no conviction
and a fire that had gone out
that lit up when the radio signal went out
Lets look back
I cant remember when
The last time anything I said, meant anything
But things change, things change, things change
Just as I slipped into the gaps between reception bars and I found myself one day
Don't look back
And set traps
For myself to keep me in check
Don't back track
Realise that
The best defence is attack