Lyrics

What if I broke through the mirrors of our time?
Another victim to the lie.
See I've stepped in line
The bit bullet breaks for you and I
Another victim to the lie

What if I should stop believing?
Would you see it anyway?
Slow to surface while it's bleeding,
And the children want me dead.
With the spirit to remain

Breaking daylight shows our weakness,
And the fever screams my name.
Keep your chin up while the tooth's kicked in.
Oh what lovely medicine!