Pantomime - Engine Down

Same as it ever was

Hands on arm

No one armed

The air to breath always there

Never once thought to care

You garnished it

It seems to fit

The mood

You

Lay in it

The stage has past

Begin

Just once

Time it

Same frame

No luck

Two count

Still here

Worse off than I started

Backed off

Notes apart

Stand up and except this award for

I can’t stand the start that I made

Im locked into my own

Is it too much

Thought in such

The signal to lock the door

Locked me in

Forced to grin

So ill turn (x2)

It off

Just once

Time it

Same frame

No luck

Two count

Still here

Worse off than I started

Backed off

Notes apart

Stand up and except this award for

Backed off

Notes apart

Stand up and except this award for

I can’t stand the start that I made

Same as it ever was

The air to breath always there

You garnished it

It seems to fit

The mood

You lay in it

The stage has past

Begin