I know sometimes it feels like I'm in a dream
Yeah, yeah
Somewhere in between
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In between
There's no refuge from the wicked
'Cause they're standing at my backdoor
My backdoor
My backdoor
My door
They're breaking through
What's a man supposed to do?
What do I comprehend when they're coming in?
In
In
What do I comprehend?
In
In my bare hands
Hands
My bare hands