A right at the light
It'Â's the long way home
But weÂ''ve got a long time to kill
Before our guts are gutted
Of bad blood theyÂ''ve spilled

I left on the light
Directions wonÂ''t make sense to unsensing eyes
I'Â've such insensitive eyes
IÂ''m so fucking blind
ArenÂ''t I?

Or so it seems
But we just can'Â't see anything
Past our sight
Or frames of mind
Our senses are snowblind
TheyÂ've left us cold and crippled
Unwilling to reveal our bludgeoned egos

Turn off the light
This conversationÂ's over
The verdict has arrived
ThereÂ's no communication
When weÂ're too deaf to hear opposing sides

These eyes have no sight past my mind
These senses are so blind
TheyÂ've left me cruelly crippled
Encased within the ego
Frozen ego

Keep driving
Past the light
Keep driving
Out of mind
Out of sight