Spinning round and round these thoughts that keep me from my craft I try to dodge them here and there so much it makes me laugh I might be able to get away if I sit back and relax Though part of me wants to go back and cover all of my tracks Running away from everything will solve nothing when I'm attached to a string I'm not sorry for being afraid, when all my worst memories have done nothing but decay Maybe ill cross the line, and drain all the fear right out of my spine A symbol worshiped by millions One id never kneel to in a million years Despite what goes in my ears Or what comes out in my tears Ill follow no one in a suit if I do they'll end up someone ill shoot right in the face and never feel any disgrace Standing up for a reason I know I'm sure of But does it mean I'm doing it for the one above? If I could fly up, and act disguised as a dove Then realized id been “had” just like my past love