| Lyrics | Song |
| Something kind of sad about, the way that things have come to be. Desensitized to everything, what became of subtlety? | |
| As the walls come down, and as I look in your eyes, my fear begins to fade. Recalling all of the times, I have died, and will die. That's alright, I don't mind. | |
| Wide awake and keeping distance from my soul. | |
| Credulous at best is your desire to believe in, angels in the hearts of men. Pull your head on out your hippie haze and give a listen, shouldn't have the say it all again. | |
| If when I say I might fade like a sigh if I stay here, you minimize my movement anyway, I must persuade you another way. | |
| And as I pull my head out, I am without one doubt, don't wanna be down here, soothing my narcissism. | |
| Time to bring it down again, don't just call me pessimist, try and read between the lines. | |
| Why don't you kill me, I'm weak, numb, and insignificant. How can I let this bring me back to my kness. | |
| Give away the stone. Let the oceans take and transmutate this cold and fated anchor. Give away the stone. Let the waters kiss and transmutate these leaden grudges into gold. | |
| Do unto others, what has been done to me. Do unto others, what has been done to you. | |