send for the cracks when they don't even match, and we'll know the truth,
I'm just a scandal of pa**ing the wealth, and we'll know the truth,
dust off a feeling that once held a hand, and we'll know the truth,
and a step to the side will reveal a place to hide, when you're alone- lucan-
questions of failure are all that we needed, to stumble on,
to open a mound of the master of plans, which stumble on,
and on, to the millions of fractured plans, which stumble on,
and a step to the side will reveal a place to hide, when you're alone- lucan-
your lasting words are distracting, and chances are you're laughing,
now i know the only thing, it's no use, to run and hide without a clue, and that's you-