Lately my apartment's been on the wrong side of history
Blaming me for empty bottles and smoldering debris
Lately I've abandoned all my loose plans of being free
Now I know that I'll never trust noone, I've got some more to lose
I can't go on like before
I hear that my shadow is knocking on the door
It's clear
It was the changing of the guard in the dead grass yard through my window screen
I'm working on a plan that relies on an air of mystery
Feeling overwhelmed like a hundred loose ends are tied to me
There's a full moon telling me something, I've got some things to prove
I can't go on like before
I hear that my shadow is knocking on the door
It's clear