Your Beloved Scapegoat

So the idol you preached has turned to nothing, it was making your way through the dust when searching. You never thought it would give you up, your beloved scapegoat. You never thought it would interrupt, your sweet escape. Those were the times when you cranked it all up. You soared for the moment without wings to lift you up. I'm crossing that line with a state of mind, one more night missed out. As if I was blind to the fact. It won't wait, won't you carry me home. Did you do it all for nothing, or did it make you sure of something. No matter the subjection, or the mystery of life was just put on hold. You will alway treasure the things that reject you and possess you. Breeding new life through the eyes of the insane, and it all comes down to you. Those were the times when you cranked it all up. You soared for the moment without wings to lift you up. But tonight... I'm crossing that line with a state of mind, one more night missed out. As if I was blind to the fact. It won't wait, won't you carry me home. Nothing can touch such a mind in distress, won't you find another bright solution. Crossing that river, get away with what's left, eternally stuck in the realm of confusion. But tonight... I'm crossing that line with a state of mind, one more night missed out. As if I was blind to the fact. It won't wait, won't you carry me home.