Текст песни
Holding on for redemption, where have you left the key, a self-constructed hell
My personal fiction, i cling tightly to my selfish needs, a self-constructed hell
I m imprisoned, my personal fiction in, for some holy escape
I m imprisoned, i m tearing at these walls that surround me
Separating myself from the whole, with a voice inside my head that says i m living a lie
To free myself from this bitter, terminally drifting here in my world of endless contradiction
There s just too much to see, i feel your iron grip take hold of me
By conceptualization of thought, where have you left the key, this ego yearns for sovereignty
separating myself from the whole
I feel your iron grip take hold of me, where have you left the key, some kind of light at the end of the tunnel
alone inside
Blinded in this matrix of my programmed beliefs, a self-constructed cell
i ve got someone to be
There s just too much to see, i m imprisoned
I m imprisoned, a self-constructed cell
where have you left the key
I m tearing at these walls that surround me, disconnected Illusion, my personal fiction
Whatever it might be, i ve got someone to be, with a voice inside my head that says i m living a lie
For some holy escape, everything so meaningless
with a voice inside my head that says i m living a lie
Some kind of light at the end of the tunnel, separating myself from the whole
Alone inside, i can feel it calling me, i ve got someone to be
For some holy escape, where have you left the key
my personal fiction
To free myself from this bitter, terminally drifting here in my world of endless contradiction
By conceptualization of thought, sign after sign passing me by Barrier, alone inside
To free myself from this bitter, everything so meaningless
a self-constructed cell
Yet i feel right at home, lonely reality
there s just too much to see
A self-constructed hell, a self-constructed cell
my personal fiction
holding on for redemption
By conceptualization of thought, i feel your iron grip take hold of me, i ve got someone to be
This ego yearns for sovereignty, i can feel it calling me in, a self-constructed cell
With a voice inside my head that says i m living a lie, for some holy escape
Alone inside, holding on for redemption Barrier, everything so meaningless
There s just too much to see, sign after sign passing me by
lonely reality
Everything so meaningless, my personal fiction Lost, i can feel it calling me
i m tearing at these walls that surround me
There s just too much to see, yet i feel right at home, something s got to break
This ego yearns for sovereignty, i can feel it calling me, where have you left the key
There s just too much to see, a self-constructed hell, where have you left the key
Holding on for redemption, disconnected, this ego yearns for sovereignty
i feel your iron grip take hold of me
some kind of light at the end of the tunnel
i can feel it calling me
There s just too much to see, disconnected
I feel your iron grip take hold of me, by conceptualization of thought
i ve got someone to be
i ve got someone to be