[Intro: Man Speaking] "They say to resist the influence of others, knowledge of oneself is most important… so here we go." [Hook] Yeah, I think I’d die alone, rather risk that than betrayal Heart on airplane mode, every love story a fail I would give you any piece of me, my soul up for sale ’Cause I don’t value myself—I just laugh, I exhale [Verse 1] I would save the world, but I’m not the clever savior Burning time on daydreams, stuck in cursed behavior Could’ve been much smarter if I didn’t drift forever Lost in neon memories, cutting ties like severed tether Walk up to the line, but I never cross the border Watching all my minutes die, time out of order I can’t believe the volume of the hours that I’ve lost Could have been somebody, but I lost the coin toss Now I’m trying to succeed and I mean at all costs Some battles come easy, some are hard-fought and lost [Chorus] I’ve been down, I’ve been out, I just found another route Corridors of darkness, heart twisted full of doubt If I could, I’d make it physical, just to fight it all out But I have very little faith in winning that bout [Verse 2] I’m a ghost in my own skin, haunting my own house Quiet as a shadow, or a church-fearing mouse I see the person I was meant to be, he’s standing in the light But I’m stuck here in the hallway, mid-conversation with the night They tell me "just wake up," like I’m choosing to be tired But my motherboard is fried and the circuits are miswired I’m building up a kingdom made of static and of ash Waiting for the sky to fall or the hard drive to crash [Verse 3] It’s funny how the silence gets louder when you’re lonely Surrounded by a thousand "friends" who say they know the old me But the old me is a vapor, he’s a sketch inside a book I’m terrified to open it and take a second look I’m addicted to the "almost," I’m in love with the "maybe" Staring at the ceiling while the world is going crazy I’ve got armor on my chest but my back is wide open Collecting every promise that was ever left broken [Verse 4] So I keep the engine running while I’m parked in the drive Just a strange way of proving to myself I’m alive I’m a master of the exit, I’m the king of the "goodbye" Looking for a truth inside a well-crafted lie If self-knowledge is the key, then I’m locked outside the gate Trading all my discipline for a heavy dose of fate Yeah, I’m breathing, I’m exhaling, but the air is getting thin Trying to find where I end and the rest of the world begins [Outro: Man Speaking] "Maybe the reason we can't find ourselves... is because there's nothing there to find. Or maybe, we're just looking in the wrong mirrors. Keep walking."
