Calling You Out Songtext / Lyric

Where are all the others?

What happened to our scene?

The fire must be rekindled

In this cold dying stream

Maybe all we need is providence

Or the help of a higer hand

Maybe I am just too naive

Maybe it's just you and me



I am calling you out on a Saturday night

I'm up in arms, shake 9 to 5

And your cross to bear, tonight is the night

You leave your lair

Make turbulence

Turbulence

Turbulence

Turbulence

Turbulence






We will do the rounds 'til morning light

It's rip or tear on the merry go round

Merry go round



Come out of the shadow

It's time to get back on your feet

The fire must be rekindled

In the cold dying scene

Maybe it all reached its peak

Or it was already weak

Maybe it's all I can see

Maybe it's just me who will bleed



I'll save you from the spell

And your private hell

Certain promises

Await in the night

I am calling you out

I am calling you out

I am calling you out



I am calling you out on a Saturday night

I'm up in arms, shake 9 to 5

I'm up in arms again

I'm not the only one

Let's make the final move

Forget the turning back

The turning back

The turning back