Maybe It’s a Prize Songtext
von Random Hand

Holding eyes with a face that′s not there
In the dark and there's nowhere to stare
A shiver down the nerve again to keep it cold
Feet have frozen to somewhere that′s known
Head is reaching for out of that zone
A shaking down the spine again to keep you told

Swallowed up in a mass of that noise
Throw reactions around like they're toys
A spark to blow the dust around to crack the mould

We can't step in the push of your voice
All movement is taken by choice
But you keep digging just to prove a point

For yourself, for yourself, for your

And then with every shout, you keep pushing it out
You keep chipping it out, you keep building your mouth
You keep fighting the drought, you keep proving devout
And it′s with every shout you keep moving

If it′s any consolation, conduct it as yourself
And then maybe it's a prize


Putting faith in a grip you can′t trust
Feel the nut where the meat is a must
A seed that starts to grow again and turn to doubt
Stimulation, it drops like a ton
Buried under the information

And you keep digging just to prove a point
For yourself, for yourself, for your

And then with every shout, you keep pushing it out
You keep chipping it out, you keep building your mouth
You keep fighting the drought, you keep proving devout
And it's with every shout you keep moving
If it′s any consolation, conduct it as yourself
And then maybe it's a prize

Picks you up, puts you down
Cuts your cord, head hits ground
Picks you up, puts you down
Cuts your cord, head hits ground
Picks you up, puts you down
Cuts your cord


And then with every shout, you keep pushing it out
You keep chipping it out, you keep building your mouth
You keep fighting the drought, you keep proving devout
And it′s with every shout you keep moving
If it's any consolation, conduct it as yourself
And then maybe it's a prize

If it′s any consolation, conduct it as yourself
And then maybe it′s a prize