Knowing the score (I) run in a circle I am used to lies An Attack - It's such a game What if I revived? My tongue they would tie All alone I would stay ... I would stay You may color the street Each detail realign Their holy grail lies In the empty secret They want me to hide the failures They want me to be a friend Ceiling without aperture Higher I can't get No matter if you care No matter what you've done ... what you've done Who does see the way That brings a brand new style? Does anyone ... does anyone? You only wait. They hunt the lonely seekers They want me to hide the failures Knowing the score Knowing the score They want me to hide the failures I run in a circle They want me to be a friend I am used to lies An Attack - It's such a game Higher I can't get