Sangtekst: Nonpoint. Development.

Now, theres a crack on the inside, and i start to play.
Now, my fingers stuck, over stood my stay.
Now, Now, Now, my world is bent from this development.

Moving faster, then a storm's rain after the plaster split, where my fingers fit.
Sure disaster and growing faster then my skin can take.
At least that's what they say.

Now, theres a crack on the inside, and i start to play.
Now, my fingers stuck, over stood my stay.
Now, Now, Now, my world is bent from this development.

Crowded cluster.
Do you trust her to take the weight, or make the change?
Abandoned labor.
Do yourself a favor and do for you, not what you're used to.


Now, theres a crack on the inside, and i start to play.
Now, my fingers stuck, over stood my stay.
Now, Now, Now, my world is bent from this development.

No more sanity.
I can't stay here, too many bad choices.
No more space to breathe.
I can't stay here, too many damn voices.

Now, theres a crack on the inside, and i start to play.
Now, my fingers stuck, over stood my stay.
Now, Now, Now, my world is bent from this development.