That's not enough
Just one hit and grip, I'm trying to keep my composure, it's not even flat
Rewind answers, when the words are dismissed
Our lives on the line, how can we balance it?
This cycle, we're bleeding with loss of grip between our shining stars
The places to step, the layers
22 years of dread, our lives on the line, how can we balance it?

We make perfect strikers, who you are and who you want to be
We make perfect strikers, is it impossible for us to meet?
Oh, we make perfect strikers, one of us is made, what's that is released?
We make perfect strikers, and everywhere rock, I know we fell as me
But I've become a song and dance, beating the face of this world, we never stood a chance

What I create, so bittersweet, cause the blood of my being persists on me
This let go, abuses of things, that's not enough in the roles of the profanality
It like this ritual, but my blood's still me
We got it all on the line, the life is not what I make

We make perfect strikers, who you are and who you want to be
We make perfect strikers, is it impossible for us to meet?
Oh, we make perfect strikers, one of us is made, what's that is released?
We make perfect strikers, and everywhere rock, I know we fell as me
That's my role, just not in a grip, trying to keep my composure, it's not even flat

Yeah, we want answers, put it down in chest
Got our lives on the line, how can we balance it?
We are rock, strikers, victims of our own vision, flying through life and prison

Oh, speeding the face of this world, I know we never stood a chance
Oh, speeding the face of this world, just peace or tension, never stood a chance
Just peace or tension, never stood a chance
Oh, speeding the face of this world, just peace or tension, never stood a chance
Just peace or tension, never stood a chance
Just peace or tension, never stood a chance