These arms that open outTo grab a hold of anythingLucky to find a rocket trainAnd maybe come back somedayWith all ways of finding outWe can't hide no longerA clear sky on a winter nightThey zero in our twentyAnd we're really on the wireAready lost too much bloodFor a laugh you can scratch at the bordersBut it's the body.The alibis that we're withoutHave rendered us repeatingThe same old things over and over againWhich is kind of self defeatingWith all ways of finding outWe can't hide no longerSo hold chance and leave the dancePrepare yourself to fireAnd we're really on the wireAlready lost too much bloodFor a laugh you can scratch at the bordersBut it's the bodyForever becoming the problemAnd the feverIs getting badder
