I'm sure you can make it,
 Flip side while nothing changes.
 I run past your street: deserted,
 Fading like I'm your fading friend.
 Incision,
 Carved out.
 No traces,
 Of doubt.
 I can't extract the truth;
 You know it.
 But what you give you get,
 While this place spins
 Like a heavy doorway.
 But you've seen it all.
 Pretence,
 Rip this town.
 You turn my world,
 Upside down.
 Incision,
 Carved out.
 No traces,
 Of doubt.
 I can't extract the truth;
 You know it.
 But what you give you get,
 While this place spins
 Like a heavy doorway.
 Gather it around.
 You built it up
 So tear it dow