Schema Circa Survive

I never want to see clear at all
There's nothing that could be fair now

X marks the page you see
Trapped in a cold white room
I wanna know who'll be there when you snuff the wick
I won't reflect the same as you
I want the proof you'll promise to let 'em down quick

I never want to see clear at all
There's nothing that could be fair now

Pull out your teeth until
There's nothing left at all
Immediately I feel release from dragging this vessel around

Exit the stage you keep
Sleep in a cold white room
I wanna know who'll be there when you snuff the wick

Just shut your mouth

And if it takes forever to be sure
I want to know I'll wait it out
And seal your letter with a fingerprint
I want to know, I want to know