A man in the mirror with blood on the inside
Can't recognize the scars on his neck
He has to look deeper going to the void he felt back in time
There has to be a prayer, a bible to save his soul from the exile
And he's been carried away, no place to stay
A social smoker is what he's become
In his lonely world, there's only one truth
A man on a mission: finding his poetry
Can't find a church inside to obey
A desperate liar silence his sins for a sense of compliance
A symmetry juggler gambling his life on a toss of a dice
And he's been carried away, no place to stay
A social smoker is what he's become
In his lonely world, there's only one truth
And he's been carried away, no place to stay
A social smoker is what he's become
In his lonely world, there's only one truth