Besedila: Vanessa Kafka. Forgery.

You think you've lost it then they come again
Day and night
And tied up your mind always seems to twist itself
And to me they come again
And to them I give my grace

But I'm slow to move
Cause they always seem to know where to find me
Like they did before
When they threw me back again
And I'm waiting at the end of the line
Long enough and maybe they'll forget me
X marks the spot on the dotted line when finally they have me

At the edge of the bar
They are the face of my companions

And tangled with you they'll call me on back
And with the echoes getting louder
They tell me that I'm keeping up
And now you're expecting me to jump
Yeah wouldn't that be...

Slow to move
Cause they always seem to know where to find me
Like they did before
When they threw me back again
And I'm waiting at the end of the line
Long enough and maybe they'll forget me
X marks the spot on the dotted