only after we've fallen
as i lay dying
the worst form of illness is one that goes undiagnosed
subtle decay secretly spread
a cancer! a cancer of the soul
some of us just faster than our friends
but pointing to a greater fault won't cure what we have hidden
i used to be able to pretend but i can no longer hide from who i am
my deceit was displayed for all to see
the only thing that could have saved me
can we then find the cure?
looking up from the bottom
when dust settles it's clear
it's so easy to believe that you are nothing like me
'cause your deceit is lesser and yet to be seen
but does that change what you're hiding?
can we then find the cure?
looking up from the bottom
when dust settles it's clear
can we then find the cure?
looking up from the bottom
when dust settles it's clear
a heart that is bound by snakes
with a mind that's sprouting wings
that fails to address our infection
my deceit was displayed for all to see
the only thing that could have saved me
can we then find the cure?
looking up from the bottom
when dust settles it's clear
can we then find the cure?
looking up from the bottom
when dust settles it's clear
but will we find the cure?
only after we have fallen
looking up from the bottom