How can it be that you
How can it be that you are left with
All that you have to lose
Loosen the shackle from your mind
Mindless is what you choose
Timing is everything to you
Hurt lesser
Be better to yourself
Stories are what I hear
Different every time you tell me
Something you do so well
Sometimes is hard for me to spell out
Sentence and single word
Easier if I sing you my
Illusion
Collected delusion
Understood confusion
So nice, yet so unkind
There is quiet in the midst of you
It's all down to your move
It's all down to your move
It's all down to your move
Collusion
Message of the movement
Understand that your will
Will not always be mine
So please don't be unkind
Don't be so unkind
Oh oh, whoa
Oh oh, whoa