A titan born from the abstract counterpart All that's left behind and torn apart What do you expect when you add fuel to the fire? I'm done with making sense of who we are.
Grown into a space you'll never find Your righteous mind will never cross this line Buried with the will you set aside You turn the other cheek to the voice inside.
Refractions in my mind are so persistent Clouds around my conscience leave it sore Why must I face such resistance To salvage what is left of my perfect flaws?
Where did it all begin? I said it from the start Exceeding limitations, you've taken me too far.
Grown into a space you'll never find Your righteous mind will never cross this line Buried with the will you set aside You turn the other cheek to the voice inside.
Torn apart, (This isn't who we are!) From the start, (This isn't who we are!) Set aside (This isn't who we are!) Don't you cross this line!
Grown into a space you'll never find Your righteous mind will never cross this line Buried with the will you set aside You turn the other cheek to the voice inside.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
