I'm afraid if I blink I'll never open my eyes
And I won't see the sign with my sight compromised.
The sign is the story of the glory of lives
Lived with compassionate compromise.
So I don't sleep, don't weep,
Don't wait for fate cause fate is too slow...
Oh, I can't stand the wait.
Oh, I can't stand the wait.
I'm afraid if I let the gods pass me a torch
One slip of my fingers and the whole world is scorched,
Or if I linger much longer this wick will expire
And it's a cold f*cking world without feeling or fire.
So I don't pray, don't play
Don't pick up the weight cause I'll never stand up straight.
Oh, I can't stand the weight.
Oh, I can't stand the weight.
If I never get sturdy enough for the burden
Won't take on the healing, won't take on the hurting,
Oh, I can't stand the weight.
