I am waiting for, someone sifting through what's more

As they conjure gold, I am lightening

Weightless as I am, levitating toward the fan

Soon to blend my wounds, shallow swimming in quicksand

Fixtures scan my hive, seeking out abnormalities

Won't detect this pain, glancing over my disease

Six years close their logs, how does no one speak of me?

I've been holding back my conscience

It's coming for me to take it back

It's coming for me to take it back

It's coming for me to take it back

It's coming for me

Set aside the time to wake up

Breaking stigmas as you soar out of pure hatred

Cliffs have populous, footholds scarce and hard to grasp

Your agility tapered off at 23

In this doubt, alone, you stumble running quickly towards the glass door

For the light

Fixing all

I am only human, wasting all my time

I can only see strain, as perfection dies

Taste my empathy and scream, in sincerity

You cannot uphold this bliss through all my crimes