Released on March 1, 2010

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There are no answers left

Only puzzles remain

Forcing themselves

Onto every page

And if I fix this

I can go home again

And I will leave behind

These questions that have carried me here

I see the problem in this peeling wall

For every crack hides a thousand more

I want to break from the grip that

My pen holds me in

I want to work it out and leave now

Before I am ruined

(I swear they’ve poisoned my meals)


[Chorus 2x]

I have never seen figures move like this

An endless string of numbers that refuse to fit

In the distance I hear them listening in

They have to be sure that some problems aren’t solved

For my own peace of mind lets not talk on this line

I want to break from the grip

That my pen holds me in

I want to work it out and leave now

Before I am ruined

(They can’t make me swallow)


[Chorus 2x]

I have never seen figures move like this

An endless string of numbers that refuse to fit


[Outro 2x]

I swear they’ve poisoned my meals

But they can’t make me swallow

Where there were once proofs there’s dust

Where there once was a person

A machine talks

A machine talks...