How could you split the center  Of seven signs we'll remember  You have to realize  That it's the last time  They let us skip on their composure  One day we'll see a sign  That no one's weapon finds  And we can hold until it's over    Who can set you free  From your misery you're living in a fantasy  High and clean  A place to realize a level to sanitize  Who can set you free  Whose gonna find you when it's time to leave  Your fantasy    Imagine regret actions  All circled losing traction  When will we realize they don't need to hide  We've deserved and now we're closer  This is the last time for your teeth to shine  The lungs have been pulled for breath enclosure