Possessed

You don’t know what you’re asking for

Straight into context of a war

I don’t know where the lines are drawn

But you play along as if they are gone

Do you want me to push you back?

What would that do for you?

I’m holding out for some context

Not some error of reflex

But in this struggle for control

You give yourself away

In this moment of debate

You find yourself trying to exploit

The wrong cards you’ve played

Retreat, a staged retreat is my only option

To risk anything more

Is just giving you more proof to believe in

This world’s a troubled place

And I can’t oblige when you want

Another reason to fight