my fingers swarm the gun as blinding as the sun but i ve got to point it to the right and fascinate the night that begs to mourn the moon the ditch i dug too soon so that every dog and man jumps to land i m a believer hanging on your thumb leave it all up to me make me your martyr i ll navigate your blood leave it all up to me a baby in the crib is when the engine splits and youth just runs over the winded so our future is hindered by absentees and deaths new lovers taking breaths in between their vows for forever they pay the price i m a believer hanging on your thumb leave it all up to me make me your martyr i ll navigate your blood leave it all up to me i drag the pen for lucifer help me now to find the cure when i drag the pen for lucifer help me now to find the cure and it s better always to hand over the key and it s better always i can t let go i m a believer hanging on your thumb leave it all up to me make me your martyr i ll navigate your blood leave it all up to me