Ride around the twisted fallout
Why'd you leave? It's all you've got now
Never mind the walk that lost you in your un-ghost holy road
Call it off or help the traitor
Find the road that's made of paper
Love the loss of better fortunes in your wasted status quo
I want to get by to find myself
Born about the time's secession
Very kind of you to lessen what it did
And where it went after breathing in your home
I want to get by to find myself
Hid a light to help the thieves crawl out
And escape your weather-burdened home in the tidal zone