I pace with A sense Of misdirection I pulled the pin Desolate. Wonder how you been? I shock the bliss Follow me under, got a chip on my shoulder Not a turn. Not a flinch, litte axe to grind Killing dreams, little fiends, gutter glorified Disruption can't be stopped Days on end The damage is done I shut my fist, ambivalence With the force of life creating a mountain Dry my eyes. Don't ask why Let the floor sink in. Bury me under Not a turn, not a flinch, litte axe to grind Killing dreams, little fiends, gutter glorified Disruption can't be stopped Days on end The damage is done Shock the bliss Shock the bliss Shock the bliss All I see is the fault line All I see is a bridge All I see, in between All I see, in between Not a turn, not a flinch, litte axe to grind Killing dreams, little fiends, gutter glorified Disruption can't be stopped Days on end The damage is done Disruption can't be stopped Days on end The damage is done Shock the bliss Shock the bliss Days on end The damage is done