B.I.A. (The Hanged Man)

Tell me, tell me, won’t you tell me please, why do things always happen in threes?
I used to think you were in control of your own destiny
So many moments being alone, you launched a plan
You chose to be the victim and now you’re so, so far away

I’m waiting for the chance to finally breathe again
Hold on to me, until the lights go out
I’m waiting, still waiting for the chance to finally breathe again
Hold on to me, until the lights go out

The hero’s journey
The choices that you make
The villain’s downfall, the path you know you can’t escape
You lost control of everything
You lost control of everything

Tell me, won’t you tell me why, I fail to see your face in the sky? The cold rain, it distorts my eyes
Questions run through my mind
You chose to be the victim, you choked on the bitter end
You chose to be the victim, and now you’re so, so far away

I’m waiting for the chance to finally breathe again
Hold on to me, until the lights go out
I’m waiting, still waiting for the chance to finally breathe again
Hold on to me, until the lights go out