Shutter

Although the wheel was sure to endure

It would never take me back

And now I'm mining this lore for an answer

To extract the black

By digging it up, by digging it up

Below reserves of red

Another world, no longer facing the lawn

A last chance to take my head

If I am, I am turning down on the sun

If I am, I am to never know where to run

For always fading through a high-speed shuttle

If ever it lasts or what

If I am, I am

I've seen love, paradise, and its lonely night

A pocket mismatched with breaking your back

So we learn to live

A quarter common, something managed, we are

Your soul will see the road in, baby

If I am, I am turning down on the sun

If I am, I am to never know where to run

For always fading through a high-speed shuttle

If ever it lasts or what

If I am, I am

I've seen love, paradise, and its lonely night

If I am, I am turning down on the sun

If I am, I am to never know where to run

For always fading through a high-speed shuttle

If ever it lasts or what

If I am, I am

I've seen love, paradise, and its lonely night