Reality is what you choose to see
A mystique motif intricately
Designed to read between the lines
Find the secret deep inside the lies
No luxuries hide in hyperbole
Nor predisposed ideology
These pressures of society
Doubt is the panacea to suffering
You are my answer to sleepless nights
I found you inside my body
We are now inside
You can't win this relentless friction with existence
Programmed with romance of The Promised Land
Induced slavery and inadequacy
Expect to get dirty if you want to get clean
An illusion that you're free because you believe
Desensitized methodic and gradually through the years of oppressing fear
Because you don't ever question what you read, see, or hear
Praise and crusade into Hell
Why face disgrace when you can shift the blame on somebody else
Claim the vice if you pay the price to play rebellion or surrender and obey
Trust in yourself and no one else
It's how you play the cards that you've been dealt
There's no excuse whether you win or lose
Because it's what you choose that makes it true
Reality is what you choose to see
A mystique motif intricately
Designed to read between the lines
Find the secret deep inside the lies
No luxuries hide in hyperbole
Nor predisposed ideology
These pressures of society
Doubt is the panacea to suffering
If I can be anything
I would be me
We could be anything
We could be love
Reality is what you choose to see
A mystique motif intricately
Designed to read between the lines
Find the secret deep inside the lies
No luxuries hide in hyperbole
Nor predisposed ideology
These pressures of society
Doubt is the panacea to suffering
Regardless of question the answer is you
Trust your instincts
If you could make a difference in one life
Where would we be if you made it yours?