There is no movement
there is no moment
Youre out of place
and Im out of focus
There is no portrait
Only correction
Cant you all tell which direction were heading?
Were running circles around your monument
Ill never tell the truth again
Bite my tongue
Until the end
Ill never tell the truth again
This homecoming must one day end
Ill never tell the truth
There is no strength
to make a fist
So try to forget what you never missed
Was it all boredom?
Or was it all guilt?
Burning those bridges that you never built
Were running circles around your monument
Repeat chorus (x2)
Its another photo finish, kid
Too bad youll never see it, kid
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