To chose to believe in something.
To die for with no regrets.
Opinions create confusion.
Decieving ways
will just remain.
I'm still waiting
for a perfect world.
Through it all I stared through your punches
to lead a way beyond the stars.
Will I fall? Will I stand regardless?
Or fragile worlds could fall apart.
Ideals are reduced to nothing.
Rebuild and represent.
Opinions create inductions.
Decieving hate.
Must this remain?
I'm still waiting
for a perfect world.
Through it all I stared through your punches
to lead a way beyond the stars.
Will I fall? Will I stand regardless?
Or fragile worlds could fall apart.
Fall apart.
Run through the light.
Run through the light.
Through it all I stared through your punches
to lead a way beyond the stars.
Will I fall? Will I stand regardless?
Or fragile worlds could fall apart.
Fall apart.
Run through the light.
Run through the light.