: : tomorrow night : :

It's starting
Which group will you belong to?
And how much can I take away, before you'll see the bait?
Before you're on to the way I play,

With my mistakes another to erase
If I can't get it right,
At least let me enjoy the fight

Tell me you can't see what I fear?
Seeing what you seem to hold dear...

It's spreading
I'm full of all that's wrong here
You're open to my secret youth
I'm letting you dictate,
You still don't see through the way I play...

With my mistakes
Another to erase
If I can't get it right,
Meet me here tomorrow night

Lyrics by Kristen Sampsell
© 2001