Some choices aren't yours to decide
All requests can be denied
Sometimes you're buried to your neck in sand just waiting for the tide
Sometimes it isn't safe outside
Sometimes lies are just lies
The truth can be it's own disguise
Sometimes you won't know when someone you once loved dies
Some players never take the prize
Some players like to cheat
Some rely on self defeat
Sometimes the aim is just to carry on the game but not compete
Revenge is rarely very sweet
But your ghost never goes away from the edge of my eye
And the limits of this image
Keep me spinning, and I can't say goodbye
And that's the constant, the controlled variable
That aims to prove that a body on the highway can outrun its soul.
When threads of memory untie
Where pavement drains into the sky
Sometimes time goes racing by while you grind every gear you try
Some flames get blown out by a sigh
Some bridges need to burn
Some motherf*ckers never learn
Sometimes it's hard to tell when something's none of your concern
Not everybody gets a turn
But his ghost never goes away from the edge of my eye
And the limits of this image
Keep me spinning, and I can't say goodbye
And that's the constant, the controlled variable
That aims to prove that a body on the highway can outrun its soul.
Tell me death is not a valley, but a peak
With a view that'll make your knees weak
Of a river that washes the rough edges off
Like the tears that run down my cheek