Turn The Tables.

Turn the tables, figure out what's wrong,
bring back your dreams-- sing the song,
punish the mortals for all that's not right,
sober the sight of the lyrics fight.

Count the cost of perishable love,
under-mind uttered words from those you think of,
quit the non-sense brought from broken hearts,
turn the tables cause you're falling apart.

Vanish the varieties of the ones you'll choose,
doubt delight, for it's the only one you'll lose,
read your rights for there's too many hearts,
sober the sight of the lyrics falling apart.

Eternity's on the edge; so close to breaking,
waters awaking from the tide that's shaking,
surrender your soul, it's immortally right,
turn the tables, win your fight.