Something Good

You see

There was nothing left for me

Another year of silence

And all remained unchanged

I counted down the days

I counted down the days

I counted down the days

Then flicked the match away

Now they come crawling from the distance

Panic-stricken through the blaze

Some things just keep dragging on

Some things just keep dragging on

I smoked them out

Can something good come out of this

I smoked them out

Can something good come out of this

I went hunched under their holding

For so long they owned me

And had me in their grip

You see it's easy to conform

To peace and comfort

And leave it like it is

I always left it like it is until

I smoked them out

Can something good come out of this

I smoked them out

Can something good come out of this

I smoked them out of their hiding just to expose them

Wide-eyed and guttered, vaguely remorseful

A moment of hope as they spill onto the streets

Coughing their blame up right at my feet

Nothing will ever happen here

Nothing will ever happen here

Now you see

There was nothing left for me

Another year of silence

But all remained unchanged

I counted down the days

I counted down the days

I counted down the days

Then cleared myself away

And as I crumble to my knees

Unburdened from my shame

I think this has taken way too long

This has taken way too long

Can something good come out of this

Can something good come out of this

I smoked them out of their hiding just to expose them

Wide-eyed and guttered, vaguely remorseful

A moment of hope as they spill onto the streets

Coughing their blame up right at my feet

I smoked them out

I smoked them out

I smoked them out

I smoked them out

I smoked them out

I smoked them out

I smoked them out

I smoked them out