The hunt is over now
You've almost made it out
It took us several days
To remove your tumor thought benign
Bracing for it
My how the tables have turned
I said my how the tables have turned
Don't look down
I hold in hand, the answers to life
Six heads to a neck, and I know
They try to survive in the night
Thick are their wits, they have many names
They reach for a kiss, and end
All of those with alloy and aim
Trust us, they'll promise, this won't hurt a bit
Trust us, they'll say, this won't hurt a bit
Pain has the worst taste in its mouth
Anger will delve you into the deepest of mind
Hate condemns a man of trusting his love
Time knows truth is only saying I
You've almost made it out
It took us several days
To remove your tumor thought benign
Bracing for it
My how the tables have turned
I said my how the tables have turned
Don't look down
I hold in hand, the answers to life
Six heads to a neck, and I know
They try to survive in the night
Thick are their wits, they have many names
They reach for a kiss, and end
All of those with alloy and aim
Trust us, they'll promise, this won't hurt a bit
Trust us, they'll say, this won't hurt a bit
Pain has the worst taste in its mouth
Anger will delve you into the deepest of mind
Hate condemns a man of trusting his love
Time knows truth is only saying I