Call It Off

Last chance to get me away from me

It's been thirty years, i'm still not free

Inside my skin and my blood flow

There's a tricky ghost i can't control

When will this ride end?

When do we get somewhere?

Tired of getting nowhere

Call it off . . . I think i've had enough

Just call it off . . . I think i've had enough

Just make it stop

Everytime i pass by a window

I see a man just like me that i don't know

I'm through with making suggestions

If you want to move, then fucking go

Here we are again

A battle over weak-willed

Yet another standstill

Call it off . . . I think we've had enough

Just call it off . . . I think i've had enough

Just make it stop

I've had enough

time to let it go

call it off