Maybe I was wrong to jump to the conclusion But I don't really dare to let lie my suspicions When you don't trust what's what in your gut, 20/20 vision Ashes soaked with piss Someone flashes tits Time to hit the trail, make a break, that's how we exit And we stand An end Is so far off, the time to mend Little did I solve of the riddle that is you And now when you call I've nothing good to say, it's true I just can't lay back, in fact it's a habit that can be abused Acting is it I will never quit I gained some convictions in my twenties, hope I never lose My hand I lend The need for touch takes precedence Maybe I was wrong to jump to the conclusion But I don't really dare to let lie my suspicions When you don't trust what's what in your gut, 20/20 vision Acting is it I will never quit Time to hit the trail, make a break, that's how we exit