Spining through the day Waiting to ascend The present is a present Confusions and mistakes Emotions poured all over But balance is the key Sometimes you can't control them Deciding makes me weak Sailing the void there is no notion or current that pulls (I pull the trigger!) Withered bent over the vase is the new way to pose (I pull the trigger!) Seek for a way to be free liberating your soul Oh... Spining all the way I thought of yesterday Waiting to be made A choice decides the fate (I pull the trigger!) Sailing the void there is no notion or current that pulls. (I pull the trigger!) Seek for a way to be free liberating your soul They say all comes back to you... Digging up the grave For memories to lay (I pull the trigger!) Withered bent over the vase is the new way to pose (I pull the trigger!) Seek for a way to be free liberating your soul They say all comes back to you... There isn't a soul in the things that matter to most