Split second decision
In the autumn sun
A shit-stained sidewalk
With nowhere to run
The implications are sinking in
Deliberation is sickening
If this is true, indeed how many has to die?
I guarantee we'll climb the razor, you and I
This sacrifice is for the cause
How many lives will cut the loss?
And how to calculate the cost?
I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do here
Just let go of the fear
So I close my eyes and let the wheel steer
So I flick the switch to wipe the **** smear
It's becoming less clear
And now the regret is setting in
Consideration is unsettling
If we are left on the right side of history
I suppose we'll bite the bullet, you and me
There was no collision
