It's weird how such a short normality
Can leave you in a haze.
It's weird how just one short idea
Can make you want to run away and never come back
It's weird how such an impossible thing
Can feel so real
It's weird how such a great time
Can be gone in a opening of an eye
Memories or no memories
Dream or nightmare
It gives me us a chance to be anything but us in world of anything but our own.

Shadows settle on the place, that you left.
Our minds are troubled by the emptiness.
Destroy the middle, it's a waste of time.
From the perfect start to the finish line.

And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones.
'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs.
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
The lovers that went wrong.

We are the reckless,
We are the wild youth
Chasing visions of our futures
One day we'll reveal the truth
That one will die before he gets there.

And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones.
'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone.
We're setting fire to our insides for fun.
Collecting pictures from a flood that wrecked our home,
It was a flood that wrecked this home.

And you caused it,
And you caused it,
And you caused it

Well I've lost it all, I'm just a silhouette,
I'm a lifeless face that you'll soon forget,
And my eyes are damp from the words you left,
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.

And if you're in love, then you are the lucky one,
'Cause most of us are bitter over someone.
Setting fire to our insides for fun,
To distract our hearts from ever missing them.
But I'm forever missing him.

And you caused it,
And you caused it,
And you caused it

This world is a twisted haven,
Made for the beautiful and the blind.
But dear we all know I'm not beautiful,
And oh how I wish I didn't mind.

No matter how much I hate to hear it,
This world just was not made for me.
But who am I to proudly name,
This unfair, corrupted society.

Maybe I'm just not meant to be,
Maybe I'm the poisoned one.
Maybe one day I'll face this pain.
Maybe one day,
I'll finally be gone.

Crouching tiger, hidden dragon
Fill my empty bones with passion
I was never born a lion
But there is fighting in the shadows
With unpredictable strength
It follows

Behind the rock, my giant roots
To serve as sturdy ground through fire
I was never born an eagle
But there is pride beneath smaller wings
With unquestionable force
It sings