i came into this world an unmarked page
but i've stained the paper with lines that i cannot erase
a fragment of what i used to be
an iron mind in paper walls
is not a stable foundation in this ongoing storm
and now these hands of stone have eroded
i see a stranger's face staring in the mirror
was somewhere lost along the way
i never thought i'd be here
each day i feel it take a part of me
no retribution. no compromise
selfishly self-immolating inside
burn me alive. i've seen the other side
i see a stranger's face staring in the mirror
was somewhere lost along the way
i never thought i'd be here
each day i feel it take a part of me
i can't deny this feeling
and we all feel the fucking same
we're all born to feel this way
contained by what his heart holds or contained within his works?
my motivations have never strayed
but somewhere i think they were buried along the way
i see a stranger's face staring in the mirror
was somewhere lost along the way
i never thought i'd be here
each day i feel it take a part of me