Chasing writing on the wall
Bullet-proof and ten feet tall
Staining minds with every breath
Mocking every chance you get
I stand up to you and I see right through you
I hold my fire up to your paper virtue
I stand up to you and I see right through you
I look inside and find there's nothing in you
I scrape my knees and take the fall
Bow and kneel before you crawl
Weakness pleases, choice upsets
Freedom's lost, become my pet
I stand up to you and I see right through you
I hold my fire up to your paper virtue
I stand up to you and I see right through you
I look inside and find there's nothing in you
I want to believe in something I can feel

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