Critical mass has now been reached
And I need to find a time to leave
I'd rather step into the unknown
Than to stay here with the devil I know
I've got a bag that's stashed away
And an escape route that goes through the back gate
Both are secret and no one knows
If or when or where I'll go
I can only do so much
But if the time ever comes
I could use a second set of eyes
And a second pair of hands
Someone on the other side
To help me execute my plans to
Getaway
I've done the best with what little I have
To plan, work, simulate, chart, and graph
Every detail down to the second
But struggling to remain undetected
I can only do so much
But hopefully soon, the time will come
Where I'll need a second set of eyes
And a second pair of hands
Someone on the other side
To help me execute my plans to
Getaway
With anticipation, I am pacing
With adrenaline, my hands are shaking
No one's here and no one's watching
Once we start, there is no stopping
My bag is packed with cash and closed
With an untraceable burner phone
Some will judge me if I leave
But if these walls could talk
The truth would set me free
The sun is down and the time has come
To pick the locks and get ready to run
Don't look back and don't get caught
Or else all of this is all for naught