The Fractal Effect

This is where you pick yourself up, brush off the ashes
Clear the smoke and soot from your eyes
Their word brings desperation, just look around you
Renewed visions reveals the lies

My truth will be my own
My truth will be my own

You say it doesn't matter, get used to fear
I tell you, that's the problem
Get used to the lies
They mislead your pride
You blind them with your light
Jut strand this from the mind

You say it doesn't matter, get used to fear
I tell you, that's the problem

What it's done to you, the way you live your life

Pick yourself up
What it's done to you, the way you live your life
An empty state of bliss, an empty state of mind
A state of empty bliss pulled into the depths,
Dragged out with the tide
My truth will be my own and not the one they gave me

My truth will be my own and not the one that they gave me