It's time to segregate and divide. Dissect the fragments and sever the ties. We must ponder the questions and bring them to light.
I'm not believing what I'm thinking, not intending what I'm speaking, not receiving what I'm seeing.
I'm a mess in the best sort of way. Your whole life has been a stage you were only here to entertain us.
All of your illusions of chance; they have been masked with confidence.
Your whole life has been a stage you were only here to entertain but you're questioning everything that you write and you don't know it's happening in your mind when you feel these thoughts taking hold and the world you know you're letting go.
[Thanks to smashcla for adding these lyrics]