Holes In My Maps lyrics

"a place to take roots and grow up strong" I'll cut every tongue saying these words on a rusty wire. Don't tell me stories to feed my mind. The path i lead, the cruel law i must heed. I laugh at myself : innocence left in childhood, Am i now better understood? Don't be too late 'cause i can't sleep 'till my clock keeps ticking backwards. Walk on water like jesus did Don't be too late 'cause i can't sleep 'till my clock keeps ticking backwards. Don't be too late Five words, i'm enchained to you but i fall through the holes in my maps Don't be too late Walk on water like jesus did