Caught in a play, we run away so we don't fall
Dark is the room where we fake, they see us crawl
Far away, far away are the days where we mend what we did wrong
Some will break, I will break, can't take this fake ass shit no more
What do you do about that, motherfuckers?
What do you do about that?
Searching, I'm always searching
Seeking whatever destruction is
Looking for what has been truth
Don't care whatever you think it is
Longing, forever longing
Dying just to know what's beyond
There are things that you don't know
There are things that you just don't know