You're going to need permission
To have your own opinion
When the bosses frown
Time slows down for so long
I'm painting pictures with newspaper clippings
Contemplating conspiracy theories,
All around
Listen well,

I've got some blackmail,
I'll never tell
Hope that I don't get put away
No, it's not a slap in the face
It's just incase
I can't escape or can't run away now

Restricted information
Or a cataclysmic nature
Do not ask
Do not tell
You will be
Hunted down
You can't run
There's no help

I've got some blackmail,
I'll never tell
Hope that I don't get put away
No, it's not a slap in the face
It's just incase
I can't escape or I can't run away now

Just let me disappear
I've got your smoking gun
And no one knows it's here

I've got some blackmail,
I'll never tell
Hope that I don't get put away
No, it's not a slap in the face
It's just incase
I can't escape or I can't run away now