From the recording Live at Garrett Street
Lyrics
Just wait a mo'
Slow the scroll
This feels like walking in the wrong direction
While there's gravel in my sole
But still, I'm pulled in
And there's nothing that's quite like it
Entertain the empty and
Disregard that ringing
In your ears
In your ears
Sit down, we're about to start
Moulding the shape of your heart
We're all gathered round, you're captive
How to turn away is irrelevant
Cause your status is active now
So sweet, it's sickly
And it's all for me
I get the feeling I could swipe into oblivion
Till something awakens deep in me
Oh, look out, I'm about to start
Taking back my own heart
My spirit's waking up, I'm self aware
Method armed, I'm planted here
Oh, who's gonna stop me now?
Who's gonna stop me now?
Who's gonna stop me now?
Stop me, stop me now
Stop me, stop me now
Stop me, stop me now
Stop me, oh, who's gonna stop me now?

