How could you know 
Running in circles with your eyes wide open 
It’s not enough for you to hear me say things don’t have to be this way 
Mental ascent will give you nothing 
Nothing 
Bitterness can become your epidemic 
Don’t let it go away only you can make this change 
Delusion is an epidemic 
Your grip 
Your grip is firm 
Casting words into empty lakes 
Would you rather be blind 
Don’t let it go away 
Only you can make this change