All sewn up
 Pull out the seams
 Take your call
 Your voice is static
 Far from my reach
 I burn the page
 Images are blurred
 I afraid?

 Around my throat
 You came so close
 To stopping me
 Alive in jail, alive and well
 I cannot leave
 Innocent accident

 Find my pulse
 Trapped in a locked box
 Teeth in a grind
 All night amphetamine
 Noise to the tape [bad word] like a shattered beast
 Cast a shade
 Your mouth destroys me

 Around my throat
 You came so close
 To stopping me
 Alive in jail, alive and well
 I cannot leave
 Innocent accident
 [bad word] down dawn in one piece [bad word] down dawn to find some peace
 Driven to shambles on a tip
 I never said that I would quit
 And the next song takes over

 [Spoken:]
 Wake your eyes up
 And put your feet to the floor
 Wake your mind up
 And push your body to the door
 And step off on to the porch
 And into the street
 And the night will have its way with you

 And you find a place on the wall for your slogan
 And your audience is the people of New York
 And you were trying to take a stab
 Trying to take a stab
 And to make something out of it
 And the acrylic hit the wall and bricks

 To defeat the deposition
 nexus
 An image
 vison
 middle finger to the institution
 middle finger to the institution
 middle finger to the institution