Somewhere standing still between secrecy and coming clean

Feeling invisible and fully seen

Half human and half machine

The feeling of wanting

We're reeling

We're hunting

Spoonfed, brain dead

Haven't slept a single lick since you left

I'm useless, just an echo of my youth

Reckless, restless

Haven't spoke a single word since you left

I lay in bed and just rearrange the truth

Pardon the preacher, he's got a god to your head

Paid a price for the dead at the door

Take back the teacher, he's got you wrapped around his finger

Hook, line and sinker on the shore

Every creature's gotta drink from the truth at the source

MISREAD

GODHEAD

PLAYING BACK THE WAY YOU SAID

IT'S TOO LATE FOR BLANK SLATE

JUST PRESSING IN THE BRUISE

DOWN SHIFT

QUICK TWIST

SINK INSIDE AND STAY A BIT

THE WHAT IF

THE PAGE FLIP TO AN ENDING OUT OF VIEW

Pardon the preacher

He's got a god to your head

Paid a price for the dead at the door

Take back the teacher

He's got you wrapped around his finger

Hook, line, and sinker on the shore

Every creature's gotta drink from the truth at the source