Noah Gokey - Waylaid Lyrics

All that you can give up for your new friend
End of the ribbon and cutting the thread
You wait like the station for reconcilation
While longer the knitted robe grows
For clarification, your mind's on vacation
The fiction gets caught in your folds
Give all to the thought machine
Relate to the fog
Waylaid along the way to better days, oh
Bet on the house
We've become low
Low
Ostracized nobles grow up in their bubbles
And watch through the scope for the mobs
When hunting the zebra, the stripes aren't always clear
But questions come after the shots
Our investigation will be held for the nation
A specter to hand you the bag
Give all to the thought machine
Relate to the fog
Waylaid along the way to better days, oh
Bet on the house
We've become all low
Low
Low
Low
Give all to the game and play ball
For Christ's sakes, demonstrate
Lay waste to the pain in play, come on now
Give all to the thought machine
Relate to the fog
Waylaid along the way to better days, oh
Bet on the house
We've become
Give all to the thought machine
Relate to the fog
Waylaid along the way to better days, oh
Bet on the house
We've become
Bet on the house
We've become all low
Low
Low
Low