They pretend to be the ones to be afraid of
Caressing our souls away from us
And all of the world to keep us all in line
If we just fold our hands and smile

So many wasted
Promises rhapsodised
Promises to take us higher

Don't be afraid of their excommunication, you'll survive.
We'll have no shame cos you will stand the climb and you will rise.

So many wasted promises rhapsodised
So many wasted sundays trying to avoid the fire
So many wasted
Promises to take you higher

They pretend to be the one we should be afraid of
Caressing our souls away

So many wasted promises rhapsodised
So many wasted sundays trying to avoid the fire
I've seen the twisted ways
They push the guilt inside, and made you believe you have to try
To suffer live and die their way

But it doesn't have to be this way.

You don't have to be shaken and confused and
hanging onto anything you can find.

You're from out of town
I can tell that by your shoes
Flew in for the convention
Getting tipsy in a bar

You're leaving pretty late
Gotta get up in the morning
Thinking she's just too expensive
And you know you're:
Probably:
Right

There's no one on the streets
And you can't find your hotel
You walk a little faster
-someone's following you

The wallet-size bulge
In your double-knit butt
Has money for me
And maybe credit cards

You dart around the next corner
You can't look around
Quick now, fish for the keys for the door
You don't even know where you are

You walk a little faster
I walk a little faster
Sensing that I sense you
Now there's no escape

I can almost taste your dandruff
As I reach for your face
-And I strike