Variance

Bystander What's your story what's your sacrifice Do you determine your life With what people think Do they touch a nerve Is this what you deserve How are we supposed to live With all take and no give It's time for an ulterior motive Destructive auras Battles faced day to day Strangers passing blame With no responsibility Endless means to possibilities In a land of insecurities What goes around Comes back around And for certain we cannot stay In this vulnerable state That we take to the grave Because we consume all the light the earth made Destructive auras Battles faced day to day Strangers passing blame With no responsibilities Endless means to possibility In a land of insecurity What goes around Comes back around And for certain we cannot stay In this vulnerable state That we take to the grave Because we consume all the light the earth made Welcome to a place where the cold is strong Where the winters are slow and the road is long The mountain is my master A slave to the climb now I fall to disaster Heart made of glass Mind made of stone Cut me into pieces Before you call this your own Consumed into masses Burnt to ashes Watch as our quality of life surpasses What goes around Comes back around And for certain we cannot stay In this vulnerable state That we take to the grave Because we consume all the light the earth made Do they touch a nerve Is this what you deserve How are we supposed to live It's time for an ulterior motive