Indicision and uncertainty
catch you now as they never have before
How come you didn't recognize
the revolving door?
Oh, you're gonna take sides
on the checkered floor
It used to be so easy
You saw everything in black and white
but when you lost track of all the moves you'd made
you lost faith in wrong and right
It doesn't seem conceivable
look what's handing in your hands
Oh, is it a trick of comprehension
or a master plan?
Oh, a change in your perspective
from the gutter now used to
How come you didn't recognize
the fiery room
How you're gonna take sides
Now you're on the moebius loop
