[Verse 1: int eighty]
Shine a light on the darkness, shadows that overstep heartless
Expulsion cathartic
Quickly, the speed of light making me car-sick
Sunlight reflected off the ice in the Arctic
Farcical fables that keep me on target
Varsity, grateful, to raise up the carcass
This malware tech got me feeling like Marcus
I just lay the groundwork comparable to carpet
Sober inside, the soul-imposed overture
Is prone to open eyes, meanwhile I toe the line
Shine a light on the darkness -- shaken, I'm polarized
Circles of this alchemy with energy to glow divine
Growth in the mind manifests in the body
Oh coincide, you're in time for the party
Blood bond the soul now affixed to the armory
Equivalent exchange, live it out in harmony

[Chorus]
Chasing the claim, let the change be undone
Still taste the metal on the tip of the tongue
The pick-me-up, want to lift him up, on the run
I call my brother son 'cause he shine like one
Breaking the chains, we're estranged from the fun
Still taste the metal on the tip of the tongue
The pick-me-up, want to lift him up, on the run
I call my brother son 'cause he shine like one

[Verse 2: int eighty]
Imagining the path feeling so aligned
Captured in the track that you go and climb, a focused mind in overdrive
Holder of the light, so alive like I'm Hoenheimm
Destinies collide so designed that they coincide
Light at the end of the tunnel looking muddled
Dimming when in contrast to flash of the muzzle
Quick thinking got me searching for rebuttals
The speed of light, more like speed of life on the hustle
Place no one above you, together to the end
Ctrl+Z to undo and make you whole again
The growing trend of my own regrets feeling no defense
Overstepping chosen death, focused on my broken friend
Knowing that we'll coalesce has never been a simple thing
Blame myself forever my entire conscience splintering
An arm and a leg, really I'd give anything
Ready to lose it all like Icarus with his wings

[Chorus]
Chasing the claim, let the change be undone
Still taste the metal on the tip of the tongue
The pick-me-up, want to lift him up, on the run
I call my brother son 'cause he shine like one
Breaking the chains, we're estranged from the fun
Still taste the metal on the tip of the tongue
The pick-me-up, want to lift him up, on the run
I call my brother son 'cause he shine like one