Sinking to the bottom while rising to
the occasion.
Slipping through your fingers now
you've been caught red handed.
If you wait for a sign, they will take
you alive.
You'll be sorry then, you're not
innocent yet, you'll be sorry then.
Access denied at the door, progress
won't be granted.
Distress on the intercom, accept what
can't be restored.
If you wait for a sign, they will take
you alive.
You'll be sorry then, you're not
innocent yet, you'll be sorry then.
They've been told to open fire if
you're in their line of sight.
Your escape should be inspired by
imposters in disguise.
Evidence, evidence
They won't give up till you're found
by the spotlights in the sky.
In the distance there's the sound of a
million sirens.
Evidence, evidence, evidence, evidence