This life will not fulfill you
With all desire to exist
Or to live a life of joy
This life can be something to cherish
A chance for success
Or to live a life of pain
Wasted, you lie cold
Wasting away, chasing perfection
All your ideals are born from insecurity
Scared of your own reflection
Jaded, hollow
Existence: futile
View world through new eyes
Nevermore be tormented
Pressure, fire, draw power from within
Find your strength to fight
Spread your wings
Take aim and fly
Wasted, you lie cold
Wasting away, chasing perfection
All your ideals are born from insecurity
Scared of your own reflection
Wasted, you lie cold
Wasting away, chasing perfection
All your ideals are born from insecurity
Scared of your own reflection