| Song | In the Style of a Tight Rope Walker |
| Artist | Analog Rebellion |
| Album | Ancient Electrons |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| you took my hand from the smoking gun | |
| and held me like a son | |
| in light of all i said i'd do | |
| you placed me in a cell | |
| i'd do the same if i were you | |
| honest as a priest | |
| i held my face up to the sky | |
| in the style of a tight rope walker | |
| i spread my arms and tried to glide | |
| in honour of a failed semester | |
| i picked my life up piece by piece | |
| in the style of an awful metaphor | |
| i took a step to silence you | |
| what else could you possibly do? | |
| i held my face up to the sky | |
| i practiced all my silly lies |