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