Somebody told me,
Where it all went wrong,
And it was just like the plan,
Give me the motive,
That I had all along,
This time these crimes
Are a state of mind.
Doesn't matter what you say or do 'cause
Nothing's changing, nothing's changing.
It's not faith, I'm not running,
Now it's the time,
We're holding the line.
Somebody showed me,
What I already knew,
'Cause it was in all the plan.
The final journey,
Is always far from true,
These steps we take,
And all the doubt we forsake.