I watched that story unfold.
Traded dreams, derealization
Found the strength to move on
I pulled myself back from precipice
Where dreams are well conceived
Our souls are both still and released
Or maybe you're the kind that does shit
I'll show you my new trick
Like they don't stock chalk dust
Picture a life that you don't share
Picture a life with no real shame
Choose if you'll learn or just act insane
Can't respawn, yet you treat it like a game
Consciously pointing face straight to a gun
Where dreams are well conceived
Our souls are both still and released
Or maybe you're the kind that does shit
Don't scare known mistakes
Seeking for a better place
Still, it's a better face
Where dreams are well conceived
Our souls are both still and released
Or maybe you're the kind that does shit
Welcome to the revolution
We'll prevent the evolution
Some may think it's a solution
Some may end up in-stitution