Bystander
What's your story what's your sacrifice
Do you determine your life
With what people think
Do they touch a nerve
Is this what you deserve
How are we supposed to live
With all take and no give
It's time for an ulterior motive
Destructive auras
Battles faced day to day
Strangers passing blame
With no responsibility
Endless means to possibilities
In a land of insecurities
What goes around
Comes back around
And for certain we cannot stay
In this vulnerable state
That we take to the grave
Because we consume all the light the earth made
Destructive auras
Battles faced day to day
Strangers passing blame
With no responsibilities
Endless means to possibility
In a land of insecurity
What goes around
Comes back around
And for certain we cannot stay
In this vulnerable state
That we take to the grave
Because we consume all the light the earth made
Welcome to a place where the cold is strong
Where the winters are slow and the road is long
The mountain is my master
A slave to the climb now I fall to disaster
Heart made of glass
Mind made of stone
Cut me into pieces
Before you call this your own
Consumed into masses
Burnt to ashes
Watch as our quality of life surpasses
What goes around
Comes back around
And for certain we cannot stay
In this vulnerable state
That we take to the grave
Because we consume all the light the earth made
Do they touch a nerve
Is this what you deserve
How are we supposed to live
It's time for an ulterior motive
Athelas - Variance Lyrics
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Bystander
What's your story what's your sacrifice
Do you determine your life
With what people think
Do they touch a nerve
Is this what you deserve
How are we supposed to live
With all take and no give
It's time for an ulterior motive
Destructive auras
Battles faced day to day
Strangers passing blame
With no responsibility
Endless means to possibilities
In a land of insecurities
What goes around
Comes back around
And for certain we cannot stay
In this vulnerable state
That we take to the grave
Because we consume all the light the earth made
Destructive auras
Battles faced day to day
Strangers passing blame
With no responsibilities
Endless means to possibility
In a land of insecurity
What goes around
Comes back around
And for certain we cannot stay
In this vulnerable state
That we take to the grave
Because we consume all the light the earth made
Welcome to a place where the cold is strong
Where the winters are slow and the road is long
The mountain is my master
A slave to the climb now I fall to disaster
Heart made of glass
Mind made of stone
Cut me into pieces
Before you call this your own
Consumed into masses
Burnt to ashes
Watch as our quality of life surpasses
What goes around
Comes back around
And for certain we cannot stay
In this vulnerable state
That we take to the grave
Because we consume all the light the earth made
Do they touch a nerve
Is this what you deserve
How are we supposed to live
It's time for an ulterior motive
What's your story what's your sacrifice
Do you determine your life
With what people think
Do they touch a nerve
Is this what you deserve
How are we supposed to live
With all take and no give
It's time for an ulterior motive
Destructive auras
Battles faced day to day
Strangers passing blame
With no responsibility
Endless means to possibilities
In a land of insecurities
What goes around
Comes back around
And for certain we cannot stay
In this vulnerable state
That we take to the grave
Because we consume all the light the earth made
Destructive auras
Battles faced day to day
Strangers passing blame
With no responsibilities
Endless means to possibility
In a land of insecurity
What goes around
Comes back around
And for certain we cannot stay
In this vulnerable state
That we take to the grave
Because we consume all the light the earth made
Welcome to a place where the cold is strong
Where the winters are slow and the road is long
The mountain is my master
A slave to the climb now I fall to disaster
Heart made of glass
Mind made of stone
Cut me into pieces
Before you call this your own
Consumed into masses
Burnt to ashes
Watch as our quality of life surpasses
What goes around
Comes back around
And for certain we cannot stay
In this vulnerable state
That we take to the grave
Because we consume all the light the earth made
Do they touch a nerve
Is this what you deserve
How are we supposed to live
It's time for an ulterior motive
Writer: Ellis Jones, Richard Earle
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid