Warsaw

Saw it all in your eyes Cross hairs shining through your endless lane It's not a sign But a dirty question left unanswered Where's my conscience? She's gone dancing But I still can't explain Oh break me You gotta hear the song that I'm queueing Whoa break me You've got it going on, got it going on Saw it all in our time That you've been choking, I'm still walking now It's a state of mind That leaves the lonely shot unanswered Where's my conscience? She's still dancing And I still can't explain Oh break me You gotta hear the song that I'm queueing Whoa break me You've got it going on, got it going on Oh break me You gotta hear the song that I'm queueing Whoa break me You've got it going on, got it going on Oh break me You gotta hear the song that I'm queueing Whoa break me You've got it going on, got it going on Oh break me You gotta hear the song that I'm queueing Whoa break me You've got it going on, got it going on And you don't need to find me And you don't need to find me And you don't need to find me