22 - Blackchords

These satellites

Are watching me move

To the core of these lies

And I’m trying to prove

My innocence is true

But they’re laughing at me

And there’s nothing to do

But walk this straight line

I’m jumping through hoops

This can’t be right

I’m starting to slide

No, this isn’t right

You can’t be serious

These numbers are nightmares

How do you sleep through this

Your thinking is madness

The illusion is masked

You look quite the part

You’re the man on the hill

So there’s no need to prove

If you’re innocence is true

And we’re laughing at you

Cause there is nothing for us

But to walk this straight line

I’m jumping through hoops

This can’t be right

I’m starting to slide

No, this isn’t right

You can’t be serious

These numbers are nightmares

How do you sleep through this

Your thinking is madness