Hopeless to begin the day up when the ceilings crawls.
You're a baby of a victim machine, there's only one way out.
Fighting with no instrument gauge; you're a speed less cloud so far from home
You signal to the captain "Man down! Man down! Man down!".
Feeding off the labor of friends, you're a figure head
And it figures that your head has been burned by the bridge it builds.
Calling to the captain "Man down! Where's the leader of this fucked up way of
Fighting with no instrument gauge?"
He's got the needle in.
He's not coming out.
He's got the needle in.
He's not coming out.
He's got the needle in.
He's not coming out.
He's got the needle in.
He's not coming out.
He's got the needle in.
He's not coming out.
He's got the needle in.
He's not coming out.
He's got the needle in.
He's not coming out.
He's got the needle in.
He's not coming out.
"Jesus Christ man down! Man down!"
"Jesus Christ man down! Man down!"
"Jesus Christ man down! Man down!"
"Jesus Christ man down! Man down"