Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Drenovsky
Songwriter
Michael O'Donnell
Songwriter
Conor Brennan
Songwriter
Jesse Nasadowski
Songwriter
Drue deVente
Songwriter
Lyrics
Let's do something while we have the chance
It's not every day that we're needed
I asked my brother to give direction
To which he bowed and ceded
There I stood, cock in hand
Youthful zeal unbridled
I learned to bleed while I danced
Found emptiness in bottles
Tell me what to do
Tell me what I see
I'm afraid I'm finding
The truth don't set me free
Before I knew it I was lost
Dancing on the table
The public jester made for laughs
But fresh out of fables
I pushed my eye up to the glass
Thought I'd see anew
But I just kept on, kept on seeing
That same familiar view
So tell me what to do
Tell me what I see
I'm afraid I'm finding
The truth don't set me free
So tell me what to do
Tell me what I see
I'm afraid I'm finding
Truth don't set me free
Written by: Conor Brennan, Drue deVente, James Drenovsky, Jesse Nasadowski, Michael O'Donnell