Pretend. Release. The Close

"This blow never came so fast, this breathe won't be his last... The dreams alive! We all suffer from insecurities. Put your hands to the sky! Hold out wide, I lie...

Now I know... Where I'm from today. Now I know where I'm from today! Said that you wanted to know, how is this going to go, failed my life.

And out of stone we all fall away..."