| The world I thought I knew
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| Dissolved and born again
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| In the form of truth
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| I was unprepared
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| All of my indiscretions digested at the same time
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| Crushing self-awareness without a warning sign
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| There’s no warning sign
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| For the past five years I’ve been a wreck if I could find my heart I’d
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| apologize from the bottom of it
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| Self-destruction is hard to admit
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| Staring at the aftermath of an ego death I close my eyes and catch my breath
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| I can’t believe I let myself get this far
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| Consistently tearing myself apart
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| Reconstruction so out of reach
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| Redemption’s in the wreckage
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| Just dig deep beneath
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| I’ve been avoiding divine intervention
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| I’ve had my head in the clouds but now I’m ready to come down
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| I’m hell bound
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| Devil on my shoulder hello my old friend
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| Have you come to gamble with me again
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| The stakes are raised I’ll put it all down on red
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| Or let the black send me to my end
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| For the past five years I’ve been a wreck if I could find my heart I’d
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| apologize from the bottom of it
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| Self-destruction is hard to admit
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| Staring at the aftermath of an ego death I close my eyes and catch my breath
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| I can’t believe I let myself get this far
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| Consistently tearing myself apart
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| Reconstruction so out of reach
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| Redemption’s in the wreckage
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| Just dig deep beneath
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| Such destruction formed by untimely circumstance
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| Reality misconception through a psychedelic trance
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| The requiem played on
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| Yet there was no one to dance
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| All mankind caught in a loveless romance
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| Are we so desensitized that we’ve forgotten what’s real
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| Numbing life down to a complacent synthetic feel
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| I will not bow down to this out of touch reality
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| We live lifeless lives
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| Glorify your mortality
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| Hold on to every moment when you’re overwhelmed and brought to tears
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| So out of touch and hardened
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| Why is it that we can’t grasp these years
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| Not the lost hope or sadness but burdens we’ve conquered in times of madness |