Everytime I disgraced
I felt like I was on top of the world
A flash in the pan had laid me
Right where I wanted to be

Suffering’s never enough
‘Cause surely my soul was as sharp as my teeth
I’m in between right and wrong—a blurry line
A change happened to me...

I’ve grown crooked up the fence
‘Cause I couldn’t pick a side

I didn’t follow the outset
The waves forebode a storm was coming for me
But I had plans of my own
-A couple of cards stashed deep in my sleeve

I’ve grown crooked up the fence
‘Cause I couldn’t pick a side
Don’t I feel strange…
‘Twas coming along
-My great design
It had come…
And who was I not to believe?
Yah dahdahdah dah-
Daah dahdah dahdah
Yah dahdahdah dum

I’d been blessed
No more that weak, pathetic twig on the fence
How would it feel to prove you wrong?
Let’s wait and see…

Look how my conscience was cleared!
There’s no more bothering
No chirping nonsense on my shoulder
All whispers melted to sighs
And you fell silent
Speaking nothing of my insurrection
I was glad to finally be rid of
All you piquing beggars
You had bound me safely to the tightrope
I was kept from making the dive
My dear, at the bottom I found solace
Seeking what I once thought the end

Caught in the triumph
I saw myself brighter than ever before
And the chaos and wonder inside my head?
O’ I couldn’t hear anymore!
I flourished, the fever I had was gone
-A plashet of oil and tar
The outside now echoed my victory
I shined like a star!
Then I made to look inside myself
And I found nothing I could value
So I took my head down from the clouds
And I pulled out that spear