| I never really felt that I |
| Would ever fit inside your circle |
| Every time I try and try |
| I never really bask in virtue |
| Calling, calling, calling it all |
| Fighting and fighting |
| Talk, talk about it all |
| I want to |
| Go back to another life |
| A light has fully been fractured |
| The slave to the open lights |
| The light has now been fractured |
| Travel on your way |
| The words don’t mention place |
| Go back to another life |
| The light has fully been fractured |
| They never really let me in |
| And wait before the chance to show it |
| I took a chance and I dug deep |
| Searching for the truthful purpose |
| Calling, calling, calling it all |
| Fighting and fighting |
| Talk, talk about it all |
| I want to |
| Go back to another life |
| A light has fully been fractured |
| The slave to the open lights |
| The light has now been fractured |
| Travel on your way |
| The words don’t mention place |
| Go back to another life |
| The light has fully been fractured |
| Go back to another life |
| A light has fully been fractured |
| The slave to the open lights |
| The light has now been fractured |
| Travel on your way |
| The words don’t mention place |
| Go back to another life |
| The light has fully been fractured |