[Verse 1: Ryan Clark]
Where is the inception of digression in a human life?
When is the answer just a bright light?
Who am I in shamelessly defining all the wrong and right?
What is the difference if we all die?
I am not the first, the last, the absolute
You will find no clarity in me
I am the deceased, the least, the solitude
Failing every face I try to be
I'm not your progress, the pay of your pains
I'm stabbing the questions for answers I can't face
I'm losing the battle and finding no life to retrace
[Pre-Chorus: Ryan Clark]
I built this anguish with my own hands
I felt the burn inside my heart
I built this anguish with my own hands
I watched our faces fall apart
[Chorus: Howard Jones]
I felt the tears of all your angels, so cold
I saw the fall of all your children, I'm so cold
[Verse 2: Ryan Clark]
We are just a fraction of the poison living in this place
How can we answer with a straight face?
Who are you in gauging every standard you would have us chase?
Are we alone to run the last race?
We are all the weak, the meek, the innocent
Kissing every fault that we disgrace
We are of the worst, the cursed, the desolate
Leaving every hope that we embrace
Where is the inception of digression in a human life?
When is the answer just a bright light?
Who am I in shamelessly defining all the wrong and right?
What is the difference if we all die?
I am not the first, the last, the absolute
You will find no clarity in me
I am the deceased, the least, the solitude
Failing every face I try to be
I'm not your progress, the pay of your pains
I'm stabbing the questions for answers I can't face
I'm losing the battle and finding no life to retrace
[Pre-Chorus: Ryan Clark]
I built this anguish with my own hands
I felt the burn inside my heart
I built this anguish with my own hands
I watched our faces fall apart
[Chorus: Howard Jones]
I felt the tears of all your angels, so cold
I saw the fall of all your children, I'm so cold
[Verse 2: Ryan Clark]
We are just a fraction of the poison living in this place
How can we answer with a straight face?
Who are you in gauging every standard you would have us chase?
Are we alone to run the last race?
We are all the weak, the meek, the innocent
Kissing every fault that we disgrace
We are of the worst, the cursed, the desolate
Leaving every hope that we embrace
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