Pressure The Hinges

Now I'm running out of reasons And I spoke too soon The clock weighs on the counter top And everything is sinking through the floor You hold the door And I?ll pressure the hinges Would you trust these locks? And sleep to hide your secrets? Dodging bullets is easier When you don't believe in fate And I swear, yes I swear That we won't make it obvious When we turn around again What are you afraid of? Are you scared you're not alone? You keep running out Turn around again You aspire to be helpless, hopeless Burning all your dreams I'm running low on secrets That will quench your thirsty ears And I count the seconds Between distraction and the moment Fifteen seconds till melt down Fifteen seconds till the roof will hit the floor So I see the light in the stairway And the room is littered with maps and hotel keys So we turn around again What are you afraid of? Are you scared you're not alone? You keep running out Turn around again You aspire to be helpless, hopeless Burning all, burning all your dreams Your dreams, your dreams, your dreams Wear the robe of the pig skin And he?ll wear the crown Wear the robe of the pig skin And he?ll wear the crown He?ll run and he?ll run And he?ll run till you stop him What are you afraid of? Why are you so afraid? Turn around again I see your eyes changing And your passion?s gone again You're still running out Turn around again We desire to be comforted In this broken world you're in Fifteen seconds till Fifteen seconds till