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