Whip up the masses and plant the seed A death by paper cuts that you can't see bleed With no defenses to an internal attack Give up your dignity and you can't get it back And you don't know if it's day or night And I ain't got no alibi I can't make Make a connection I'm what keeps me up at night I'm reaching for a falling knife I'm in deep With no direction I'm tired of trying to make it right And reaching for a falling knife Just keep pretending the scars are gonna heal Comprised of flesh and bones that you can't make feel Path of destruction, a target on your back Can't take rejection and your slipping through the cracks And you don't know if it's day or night And I ain't got no alibi I can't make Make a connection I'm what keeps me up at night I'm reaching for a falling knife I'm in deep With no direction I'm tired of trying to make it right And reaching for a falling knife I can't make Make a connection I'm what keeps me up at night I'm reaching for a falling knife I'm in deep With no direction I'm tired of trying to make it right And reaching for a falling knife I can't make I can't make a connection