Blurring the lines we define
Between the wrong and the right
We're on the other side of the divide
And it makes me sick to watch us die inside

Blurring the lines we define
Between the wrong and the right
We're on the other side of the divide
And it makes me sick to watch us die inside

Inside out. Tear me open
Tear me open from the inside out
Fix this broken lens
Tear me open from the inside out
Fix this broken lens

On the verge of collapse
Look through the cracks at world in decay
Disoriented state where black and white turn to grey

Hanging by a thread

Blurring the lines we define
Between the wrong and the right
We're on the other side of the divide
And it makes me sick to watch us die inside

Inside out. Tear me open
Tear me open from the inside out
Fix this broken lens
Tear me open from the inside out
Fix this broken lens

When will this end?
Losing all perspective
Can't read between the lines
When will this end?
To see a world that needs the truth
We buried deep inside
When will this end?

We are blind men in a glass prison
Were not the image that you envisioned
We are blind men in a glass prison
Where is your hope? Where is your vision?

Broken lens
Where is your vision?