Do you believe there is purpose, for each of us?
Are we meant for something more?
Blood on my hands paints a picture, so perfect,
something's missing, something I can't ignore, no
You're always chasing after your own tail,
you paranoid fool,
no cares just where you've been or where you're going
Just around the corner awaits your fate, there's nothing you can do,
so aim high, and let the world see the real you, yeah
A million miles away from redemption,
lost in the void between right and wrong
I feel my way through the darkness,
been trapped in here so long
Ignorance has been passed down through the ages,
never learning the truth, until it's too late
Acting now they say may avoid disaster,
in the end we can't save us from ourselves, no