Sinking to the bottom while rising to the occasion.
Slipping through your fingers now you've been caught red handed.
If you wait for a sign, they will take you alive.
You'll be sorry then, you're not innocent yet, you'll be sorry then.
Access denied at the door, progress won't be granted.
Distress on the intercom, accept what can't be restored.
If you wait for a sign, they will take you alive.
You'll be sorry then, you're not innocent yet, you'll be sorry then.
They've been told to open fire if you're in their line of sight.
Your escape should be inspired by imposters in disguise.
Evidence, evidence
They won't give up till you're found by the spotlights in the sky.
In the distance there's the sound of a million sirens.