End of the Line Blues

Lost...asleep at the wheel With one eye closed and the other peeled Catch...a solar wind Ejected and rolling to an unknown end A con of crooked intent I'll bend the truth a bit A con, a chance event I'll bend the truth a bit Sharks...circling again There's safety in numbers if you're counting the sins Back...back from the dead The third times the charm, enough said A con of crooked intent I'll bend the truth a bit A con, a chance event I'll bend the truth a bit