Who the hell am I
To tell you, to tell you
What I will do
It’s on me, it’s on me
There’s a dark cloud on the horizon
Headed for the shore
With a black shroud over your eyes one
might be bedded under the floor
Bedded under the floor
Where the hell are we
In this world, in this world
When we are sure
Come they will, come they will
A wave sweeping over the coastline
Pulls them out to sea
A plague’s invading the host but I’m
not waiting till they come for me
Not when they come for me
Why the hell are you
Here with me, here with me
How did you see
Where I am, where I am
This place of love we can clearly see
No one needs to know
In time we’ll feel where we need to be
But revelation will be slow
Salvation will be slow
Who the hell am I
To tell you, to tell you
