Sometimes a bullet is just what you need
To stop you from reaching a mine field
A taste of defeat
Your own drum to beat
Your own winding way through the woods from the street.
Crossroads show you three ways to go
But consider the tracks in the snow
Evaluate your priorities
Don't be misled by economy
Your history, a chain of decisions
In everyday a brand new question
Invitation to action
Shoved on by the past
Clouded by false insecurities
Confusing experience with authority
Everyday could be your last
To stop you from reaching a mine field
A taste of defeat
Your own drum to beat
Your own winding way through the woods from the street.
Crossroads show you three ways to go
But consider the tracks in the snow
Evaluate your priorities
Don't be misled by economy
Your history, a chain of decisions
In everyday a brand new question
Invitation to action
Shoved on by the past
Clouded by false insecurities
Confusing experience with authority
Everyday could be your last