Habits tend to crystallize Lines of sight way beyond your eyes Did you waste it in the dark?
Camera lights set to amplify Oscillating your vital signs As you ask under the sky
Why were you sure it was real? When you let all your friends tell you how to feel The archetypes; the ideal Will soon embrace you when you let yourself heal
Who are we to cauterise Bleeding hearts that synchronise Did he waste you in the dark? Choose your friends just to canonize You, as you let them fantasize You’re not fated to blue eyes
Why were you sure it was real? When you let all your friends tell you how to feel The archetypes; the ideal Will soon embrace you when you let yourself heal
Why were you sure it was real? The archetypes; the ideal