Tekster: Soilwork. Stabbing the Drama. Stalemate.

Just pick one and make it all come through
Infiltrated and fucked up for years
And now it just suddenly turns to you in a second, in no time
Rise up, get up, stay up, fed up with the brand new sensation
I'll bring back what's mine

No, sense for sanity
No, sense for clarity
No, sense for dignity
Sense for dignity

Just ask and it's coming straight to you overrated and blinded by fear
Inspiration turns to dust as you've had your share
Rise up, get up, stay up, fed up with your illumination
I'll take back what's mine

No, sense for sanity
No, sense for clarity
No, sense for dignity

And I'll say
(Now give me your best shot)
Wait a lifetime to pull it off
And I'll say
(Is that all that you got?)
Wake up in no time to blow it off

No use for frustration, if you can't get through
And you think your pride will do to get to your spot
Rise up, get up, stay up, fed up with the brand new sensation

No, sense for sanity
No, sense for clarity
No, sense for dignity
Sense for dignity
Shut your mouth
No, sense for empathy
No
No, sense for sanity will stop you now

And I'll say
(Now give me your best shot)
Wait a lifetime to pull it off
And I'll say
(Is that all that you got?)
Wake up in no time to blow it off

Now give me your best shot
Now give me your best shot
Now give me your best shot
Now give me your best shot

Just pick one and make it all come through
Infiltrated and fucked up for years
And now it just suddenly turns to you in a second, in no time
Rise up, get up, stay up, fed up with the brand new sensation
Well I'll bring back what's mine, I'll take back what's mine

No, sense for sanity
No, sense for clarity
No, sense for dignity can shut your mouth
No, no, no, no
No, no, no