If I lose, it's my discretion
In a place with lost connections, we receive
The beauty of our comfort, we deceive
The only spaces come from in-between belief
When it's gone, you say forever
Your vision's lost into the never, it's wise to say
This train of thought we knew of, was here to stay
This time we knew we had was thoughtful, gone away
This homecoming is my reception
I'm standing firm with your perception, in disbelief
What you say is so wrong, admit defeat
What you always do is fight off, those you thief