text: Send me a sign, let me know
  Give me a time, a place I should go
  Reach inside, watch me grow
  See me rise
  Scene of the crime, the star of the show
  If you were mine, then we would know
  The peace of mind and seeds that we sow
  Are intertwined
  We almost made it
  But making it was overrated
  Scene of the crime, a friend or a foe
  I got a body to hide, I got a body on show
  And with our bodies entwined
  We will know paradise
  Scene of the crime, go with the flow
  Take it fast, take it slow
  Stay blind so I dont know
  Whats right
  Our breath that berates before our rise
  The ground beneath that shakes under our weight
  We almost made it
  Making it is overrated
  Making it is overrated
  Making it is overrated
  Making it is overrated
  Making it is overrated
  Scene of the crime
  Scene of the crime
  Scene of the crime
  Scene of the crime
  Scene of the crime