Intro: x4 x2 verse 1 So many ways To wade beyond the lines that border us, come on Don't take a shot Or smoke to trigger just a little bit, come on Can't be a crime to meddle Can't be wrong to push the pedal Queasy in grime, no fellow Standing bones don't up the level verse 2 So many times The prints don't match the brush that painted it, come on Don't take a forge Or fake to dazzle as a conjurer, come on Behind the drape, an agent Behind aims a grave arrangement Stuck in the slime, no paddle Guarded lives don't tend to dabble Legalize this principle Jump into a spot not visible Bring it closer to the middle What's so right with control What's left but Wander from the cynical Take a look at views atypical With an answer to the riddle As a tightening grip Just when it starts to let go Bridge Hocus Pocus Hocus Pocus Hocus Pocus Hocus Pocus Hocus Pocus Hocus Pocus Hocus Pocus Hocus Pocus verse 3 So many ways Can't be a crime Behind the drape Wander from the cynical Take a look at views atypical With an answer to the riddle As a tightening grip Just when it starts to let go Jump into a spot not visible Bring it closer to the middle What's so right with control A slipping grip is let go Outro Hocus Pocus Hocus Pocus Hocus Pocus Hocus Pocus Hocus Pocus Hocus Pocus Hocus Pocus Hocus Pocus