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 shit 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