Planning a vacation In unmapped constellations I've seen them in a dream A thousand permutations Adjust my calculations But never what I mean And nothing's what it seems When the walls start bleeding That's a curse worth repeating My palms get sweaty Yeah, I'm fucked up already Whole world's drowning in my fist A long way from innocent It makes sense when you look at it that way It's a one man operation A no-win situation A panoramic scene The complex computations And the strictest regulations Couldn't change the things I've seen And they might tell me what it means When the walls start bleeding That's a curse worth repeating My heart feels heavy But it's still pounding steady The whole world's getting beat to shit No such thing as innocence Things end, and we're heading for that day My palms get sweaty Yeah, my heart feels heavy Long way from innocent No such thing as innocence