Time’s a wheel - you ride round
Sometimes up - mostly down
The looping path you
Always seem to follow
Something stirs in the void
Everyone hears the noise
In hyperboles
You obsess and wallow
So you think you can save me
But I don’t need your kind
Stuck in your doomsday daydream
You think that you can save me
But you can’t change my mind
Twist the words once again
Rearrange any sense
Funhouse mirrors in the dream
Wear your mask like a joke
Preach your tome - sport your cloak
A new religion made
For one extreme
So you think you can save me
But I don’t need your kind
Stuck in your doomsday daydream
Stuck in your own damn mind
It’s enough to make me scream
Push my palms in my eyes
Stuck in your doomsday daydream
You think that you can save me
But you can’t change my mind