Spectacle When Every Move Is Anticipated Lyrics

He’s been running away, but he knows not from what She’s
been hiding again, but she knows not from what And their
eyes whisper “save me” Save me

Trapped in the notion That someone is watching Stuck in
the patterns That everybody is walking

As we tire of old clichés, we become them ourselves But what is one to do, when every move is anticipated? Where
are you suppose to go, when your tracks are already in
front of you?

When they can’t loose you, you must loose yourself f*ck
their expectations! No one is watching