Forced by the pressure, the territory's marked
No longer the pleasure, I've since lost the heart
Corrupted from memory, no longer the power
It's creeping up slowly, that last fatal hour
Oh I don't know what made me, what gave me the right
To mess with your values and change wrong to right

Please keep your distance - the trail leads to here
There's blood on your fingers, brought on by fear
I campaigned for nothing, I worked hard for this
I tried to get to you - you treat me like this
It's just second nature, it's what we've been shown
We're living by your rules, that's all that we know
I tried to get to you - oh how I tried to get to you