From the deep entrails of thought, there's a muttering
And a voice that's leaning in
But I can't begin to make out what it's saying
As if I'm going crazy
"You're an indecisive mind still discovering
That your choice is getting thin
And you can't remember why you even came here
All you know is faking"
You promised me something better
I'm waiting for honesty
Won't let myself fall asleep
Debating it constantly
I carried a broken letter
It must have been prophecy
Won't let myself fall asleep
My price to pay, exile me