[Verse 1] Who writes the rules that govern men? Who moves the pieces out of sight? Are kings and presidents the players, Or actors standing in the light? [Bridge] Who owns the stories that we're told? Who shapes the fears inside our skulls? If power hides behind the curtain, Who pulls the strings above our heads? [Chorus] Your identity Is not grace That's a little selfish self That wants it all Your reality Is much more Within the core Of the experience To find the β€œI exist” And that is all Truth can ever know [Verse 2] Am I the name upon a paper? The letters written in a file? A passport, number, birth certificate? Or something watching all the while? [Bridge] If every law requires agreement, Then when exactly did I choose? And if I never signed the contract, What is it that I really lose? [Chorus] Your identity Is not grace That's a little selfish self That wants it all Your reality Is much more Within the core Of the experience To find the β€œI exist” And that is all Truth can ever know [Verse 3] If this existence is a program, Who wrote the code and pressed "begin"? Are we the dreamer and the dreamt of, Or simulations deep within? [Bridge] And when I look up at the heavens, Are we alone beneath the stars? Or have we always shared this moment With minds arriving from afar? [Verse 4] Perhaps the world is full of stories, And every story hides a fear, A need to know, to make things certain, To make the mystery disappear. [Chorus] Your identity Is not grace That's a little selfish self That wants it all Your reality Is much more Within the core Of the experience To find the β€œI exist” And that is all Truth can ever know [Outro] I exist .. I exist .. I exist ..