How we used to live tells me we existed
On the dusty side of the bed learning to live
No two-ways about it love was not a swear word
All those years ago on a day without a yesterday
Means of best escape
From new-found land in Hell's Lane
Frame by broken frame
Private affairs in a public place
There's malice in Blunderland
Please don't understand
How this gravity pulls you in
We all chase shiny things
Friends but not following
The second-last rebellion
Walk away with dignity
And don't believe in an outlaw like me
Don't believe in an outlaw like me
Running from the source like an unhinged lunatic
The physical effects of a primary instinct
An island on the outskirts of the world is calling
No standing at the back
The water's slack not falling
Try looking in the wrong place
It could be anyone
They'll kill you with confidence
And stolen memories
Architect of downfalls
Banished to the high ground
Walk away with sanity
And don't believe in an outlaw like me
Don't believe in an outlaw like me
Don't believe in an outlaw like me
Connected to the core with a chance of a disconnect
The Age of Paranoia is a distant shipwreck