Tick Tock: Riot!

Questioning my skills/
It's a sick place to hide/
Forming a thousand questions/
Behind your thousand lies.
I've lost where it's light/
Haven't been there for days/
The darks been too bright/
In this shadowy maze.
Perversely twisted in a plan that you never meant to have.
What the matter babe?
Are you finally caught in the web of the well made mess you've made?

Woah Oh!
So this is where we are.
Woah Oh!
So this is where we are
Where we are...
Where we are...
Where we are...
Woah Oh!
Woah Oh!

Questioning your motives/
A quick change of the tide/
Forming a million questions/
And detaching from your side.
We're here for a riot/
But they're here for a fight/
Perversely twisted in your plan/
You've thought up in your sick mind.
It was written on the mirror scribbled in your writing.
What's the matter babe?
It didn't go well when you tried to tie me up in this well made mess you've made?

Tick tock/
Tick tock/
The clock strikes twelve.
Tick tock/
Tick tock/
You're in the middle of hell.
Tick tock/
They're here for a show.
Tick tock/
We smile like they already know.