Who's to say what defines who we are? Our actions or our visible scars? Fuck those who judge my character without a spoken word Or put their faith in only what they've heard You dig deeper and the lines become a blur So you squint till you're blind Rest those tired eyes and vacant mind
There's a raven pacing the floor Outside your cellar door That same word he spoke before To judge me nevermore
It's all part of the plan We come alive when they put our heads in the sand
Everybody wants to know what you've got in store for them Laughing at all your failures, all your futures Everybody wants to use your life as a catalyst Reliving all your failures, all your futures
Last words are the only thing to be remembered Net worth and a list of all your crimes This world is only as big as the space that you expand your mind
So give it up give it up for the failures Give it up for the ones who tried! It's not enough not enough to live up to the things that others wanted for your life
There's a raven pacing the floor outside your cellar door That same ghostly bird of yore he haunts me nevermore
It's all part of the plan we come alive when they put our heads in the sand
It's a shame I even come out of your mouth Do you ever even stop to think about what a waste of time and energy you spend When it's all perspective in the end? If each star is a sun dying and burning one by one inside this massive cosmic black Far too expansive just to grasp and knowing we created time and this grand theory of an end well then its really just a theory maybe things have always been.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
