you .......... answer
so look out
i'm knockin' on that silver floor
the same forgotten word
i'm a soldier
marchin' on a rainy day
you tell the same old [bad word]  lies
so look out
i'm marchin' on your back again

lying on a stone
watching your blood out
in the middle of a spiral of darkness
waiting for your bones

i've been loving life too safe
but look out
i'm trying to ..... to my mind
the same ambitions like
i'm a guardian standing at you dream floor