Sangtekst: Ambitions. Stranger. Overstep.

I've heard the words "united front"
The great escape that you've undone.
Philosophy dimmed by the atmosphere.
(I've played the hand that you borrowed)

I'm cutting cords, removing

(I've lived today for tommorow)

I'm cutting cords, removing

Emotive overflowing
No use in overcoming

Recapturing sincerity
Repackaging your shallow game
I'll seperate creations I have made
You'll contemplate who to follow

I'm cutting cords, removing

Emotive overflowing
No use in overcoming
So you can have your winner now...

I'm breathing now, with the insincts I forgot.
Your door is slamming shut,
I close it with a smile