I lost the way out, with the way in
Sending shivers through my skin
It knocks me down from behind
Is to Clamber, To Climb?
Am I making use of a crime?
Is to Clamber, To Climb?
No hand to hold where I had left
Where I hold on, I'm holding onto a thread
Don't hold onto the thread
See the man with the nose bleed?
He cant find his feet
He spends his time unaware
He's glued to a chair
When he finds his feet
He'll lose his seat
Now he thinks he can walk
He thinks he can talk
Now I've got a nose bleed
I can't find my feet
Bloods pouring down my chin
Let it paint my skin
Am I making use of a crime?
Is to Clamber, To Climb?
No hand to hold where I had left
Where I hold on, I'm holding onto a thread
Don't hold onto the thread