[Lyric] Dead Ahead (Brad Roberts and Rob Morsberger)

When you walk the thin red line
Invite the bloody valentine
You'll need an arrow, some bait, some twine

And if you open up your heart
The bow will tense, the arrow sharp
That pierces with poison dart

But put this all aside for now
There is no sense in thinking how
Things might have been, or be instead

The future's always dead
The future's always dead
The future's always dead ahead

And if you sail upon that sea
In your imagined luxury
You can't afford your vanity

You'll have to be most vigilant
You can't be glib or arrogant
Lеst you become your own torment
But put this all asidе for now
There is no sense in thinking how
Things might have been, or be instead

The future's always dead
The future's always dead
The future's always dead ahead

And in the end, if you feel stiffed
You can't return your birthday gift
You have to work that graveyard shift

But put this all aside for now
There is no sense in thinking how
Things might have been, or be instead

The future's always dead
The future's always dead
The future's always dead ahead