In this fixation, i've made a prison
this is an old design but we're breaking expectations
sorrow filled me as i'm racing time
reality hasn't conquered me yet...
and all these lies were fine, i lived and i tried
i've been denied all these human thoughts
but i'm alive
it's been a long, long time since i
knew what you're made of
just let it go, and go find some hope
is that you're ghost? following me
is this you're payment? was i you're favorite?
no one can say what they mean
because their thoughts are restrained by the world's property
dressed in a suit that some hate to wear
judging each other but who is prepared to take off who we are?
we don't think past the boarder