I can't find the way back   And what was familiar seems abstract   Did I cringe on your approach, unwelcome guest?   (You're welcome now)   Every intrusion needs a host,   Every whisper needs your breath   (To carry a secret)   But I never appointed you this post,   I don't want you to direct      How can you know what's right for me?   I never had the chance to speak   How can you know what's right for me?   I never had the chance to speak   "but no one cares about what you've got to say"      A red line, a mishap   Another town to avoid on the road map   Then you chose a length of rope instead of asking for a hand   (and everything will have it's end)   The more that gets explained all the less I understand      No you don't do what's right for me when the objective is to keep us weak   No you don't do what's right for me when the objective is to keep us weak