I Know What I'm Here For

What a life, a trick of light

Then everything returns to the sea

You can have whatever you want

But are you disciplined enough to be free?

Turning love into a chore

Promises come cheap, dear reader

Another page, another door

Follow, follow me

I know what I'm here for

Hanging on through late December

I know what I'm here for

Follow, follow me

Follow me

Moving on, I don't belong

My life turned into a mall

Every line is in the song

Follow me out of the fall

What an actor, what a show

Just going through some holy motions

The band is sharp, but the singer's slow

Everything must go

I know what I'm here for

Hanging on through late December

I know what I'm here for

Follow, follow me

Follow me

Follow me (8x)

Souvenirs, polygraph tests

Photographs fresh from the wreck

What a poster saint he'll make

In one take, one take

I know what I'm here for

Hanging on through late December

I know what I'm here for

Follow, follow me

Follow me

Follow me (8x)