Somewhere theres a record of your whereabouts
Everywhere you go you leave a trace
Youre curled up under the light
With shadows of the fallen
And everyone youve known
Thats been replaced
But the lights on
And youre waiting for the signal
The lights on
The lights your place to hide
The lights on
You dont know just who your friends are
The lights on
And its light youll never know
Hanging from the rings around your finger
Hiding from the hammer holding fist
The lights on