I'm at the end of my ribbon again   For those who want to apathy   You had the perfect opportunity   But pled the fifth and walked away, yeah, ohhh      Say something   Make us proud   Cast the first stone   Say any, anything at all      Make a move   Make a move      For every one thing we're ignorant of   A thousand more things beat the maze, yeah   You saw the apple hanging on the tree   But missed the orchard in your gaze, ohhh      Say something   Make us proud   Cast the first stone   Say any, anything at all      Make a move   (Hands on the eyes are the engines of demise)   Make a move      I'm cautious of who I will call a friend   Who you acquaint is who you are   The darkest hours are when we choose a side   So make your pick and take the fall      Say something   Say anything at all      Make a move   (Hands on the eyes are the engines of demise)   Make a move   (Hands on the eyes are the engines of demise)   Make a move   (Hands on the eyes are the engines of demise)   Make a move