We're all born to be a decal of somebody else Told to fit and to feel satisfied foreign words as your mind Sitting on our handy seats exposed to a stream of shit Bite-sized prepared phrases to lick I've seen things you wouldn't believe Every bit of life I breathe I would take your hand, show you what love meant Make you see Tell me, where have you been? Can I restore you? I would take your hand I would like to show you all the places I have been to Tell me, where have you been? Can I restore you? May I restore you? A life you may have known Life is so much bigger than this hell we live in now But I thought you would never forget who you are Who we were We suffer every single day not aware of our decay Tell me, where have you been? Can I restore you? May I restore you?
Tomorrow will be judgement day And I can hardly wait to end this pain A life you may have known Life is so much bigger than this hell we live in now I feel pity for the world I would take your hand, show you what love meant Make you see
We're all born to be a decal of somebody else Told to fit and to feel satisfied foreign words as your mind
And as I stare into the sky, I recognize There’s no turning back With all these struggles in my head And I will no longer close my eyes And as I stare into the sky, I recognize There’s no turning back There’s no turning back