What's the sense of running blind
If you never know where you go?
What's the sense of suicide
If the crash is all you know?
I'm a right-down, lower-than-the-low
Collecting other people's sins
What's the sense if you got to go
If you don't know where you been?
A classic indication
March out of time
A standard application
And you're not the kind
I'm coming
Blessed retribution
Head-on, never stall
Running, head-on to the wall
Unholy damn solution
Head-on, never fall
Running, head-on to the wall
All the promises that you made
Made you right with what you did
All the freedoms that you trade
On the block for the highest bid
I'm an up-here, higher-than-high sight
On a self-inflicted grin
With a backdoor, larger-than-life light
So you can see where you been
A classic indication
March out of time
A standard application
And you're not the kind
I'm coming
Blessed retribution
Head-on, never stall
Running, head-on to the wall
Unholy damn solution
Head-on, never fall
Running, head-on to the wall
C'mon, now, baby, shine a light on me
Can you see me, just a little bit?
Cleanse you of the sorrow and your misery
Wash away the pain with a hit
Tell me what you're waiting for
C'mon, little lazy, take a walk with me
Will you reach out? Will you take my hand?
C'mon, little lazy, will you let it be?
Or will you walk on to the Promised Land?
Tell me what you're waiting for
C'mon, now, baby, shine the light on me
Can you use me, just a little bit?
C'mon, little lazy, will you walk with me?
We'll wash away the pain and the shit
Blessed retribution
Head-on, never stall
Running, head-on to the wall
Unholy damn solution
Head-on, never fall
Running, head-on to the wall
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