"How does it feel to know that your strength is not your own?
In yourself, it’s all you have found
The deafening sound,
Redefines the false you feel
The only thing you think is real
I can’t tell you the truth anymore
Nothing you haven’t heard before
For so long, running along
Broken records
It’s the same old song
Forcing ways, wake beside the unfamiliar face
Discomfort is masked by the morning rays
Our years of sharing the swarm
Inconsistent embrace
We weathered the storm
In these moments of sun, i’m left malcontent
On the day of eclipse, i will make amends."