| [00:34.15] | Every time |
| [00:35.15] | Time stops |
| [00:36.05] | Lies down thinking on something I'm not |
| [00:39.30] | My gut starts sinking |
| [00:41.49] | I need my sin like change needs linking |
| [00:44.92] | Like God needs making up |
| [00:47.17] | Like a man needs making |
| [00:49.16] | Turn up |
| [00:50.03] | Everything |
| [00:50.95] | Everywhere |
| [00:51.93] | I hear nothing but white noise |
| [00:55.06] | Pooring in through my thin failed skin |
| [00:58.33] | I'm breathing in bad air |
| [01:00.52] | Book another life and take me somewhere |
| [01:04.65] | Deep down they |
| [01:06.04] | Tell me I'm OK |
| [01:07.97] | Better start thinking |
| [01:09.28] | I don't wanna be all day |
| [01:12.13] | I choose every second |
| [01:14.34] | I'm giving |
| [01:15.25] | Do I work for a death |
| [01:16.94] | Do I work for a living |
| [01:18.67] | I'll sing my praises |
| [01:21.12] | Not to waste them |
| [01:23.17] | About making the call |
| [01:24.55] | What goes |
| [01:25.38] | What stays |
| [01:26.29] | There's no tomorrows left |
| [01:28.58] | Just todays |
| [01:30.16] | I'm channeling something |
| [01:32.32] | Channeling something |
| [01:37.07] | Lie low |
| [01:43.48] | Soak up your shadow |
| [01:51.00] | Saddle up silk horses |
| [01:54.73] | Drive them through the black smoke |
| [02:04.10] | Lense flare |
| [02:05.17] | I fall deep into the heart where |
| [02:07.74] | Slipping on whispers |
| [02:09.69] | Coming up nowhere |
| [02:11.52] | Wanna get let through |
| [02:13.50] | Fat on my share |
| [02:15.24] | This is where we head to |
| [02:17.05] | Self Hell elsewhere |
| [02:19.03] | Hot ties lies lare |
| [02:20.87] | Right cuts left |
| [02:22.75] | And promises belly up |
| [02:24.49] | Wrinkel in the wet sand |
| [02:26.39] | My pride's in Lalalaland |
| [02:30.44] | It's my ride |
| [02:31.76] | I sit when you stand |
| [02:34.21] | Don't mind being left at light |
| [02:37.66] | As long as I'm straight back |
| [02:39.45] | Stand up see through |
| [02:41.40] | Even in pitch black |
| [02:43.34] | We'll know who's fool |
| [02:45.08] | Give me my voice back |
| [02:47.02] | Untied tongue time |
| [02:48.90] | Run through skies till |
| [02:51.11] | Cloud smoke fills my rattling eyes |
| [02:54.47] | I've never been left so dead or alive |
| [02:58.22] | I'm bound and wild |
| [03:00.11] | I'm channeling something |
| [03:02.27] | Channeling something |
| [03:07.05] | Lie low |
| [03:13.45] | Soak up your shadow |
| [04:14.59] | Lie low |
| [04:21.00] | Soak up your shadow |
| [04:28.52] | Saddle up silk horses |
| [04:32.21] | Drive them through the black smoke |