Seventeen Paroles

when the pushing comes to shove.
Biting on a backbone with an angel on my tongue
waiting on a vision...

waiting on a vision.

With seventeen seconds until I go down to my grave.

You can't ask a question.
You have no voice.
Want to go on living,
but you have no choice.
Broken and cut with a second to think,
It's all a lie, it's all a lie.

The moment you cut was a lie.

See you and I don't see eye to eye.

But I will skip the pleasantries, Biting on a backbone with an angel on my tongue.
Waiting on a vision...

Waiting on a vision.

With seventeen seconds until I go down to my grave.

Ooo...They prop you up drunken,
those clean little boys.
The one they befriend
is the one they destroy.
Break you and cut you and leave you to think,
It's all a lie, it's all a lie...

The thing that you need is a lie... anyway.

Coming back and he fixes me, and I move on,
With the needs of the one
Can you see when you look and I'm too far away?
tell me how to go.
and I am the one, and I am the one...

Except!

You can't ask a question,
you have no voice.
Want to go on living,
but you have no choice.
Broken and cut with a second to think,
It's all a lie, it's all a lie...

The moment you cut was a lie.

I will not wish this away.
I will not wait for another day.
I will not wish this away.
I will not wait for another day.
Waiting and questioning...Waiting and questioning...
Waiting and questioning...Waiting and questioning...
Waiting and questioning...Waiting and questioning...
Waiting and questioning...Waiting and questioning.