Letra de The Making Of

"The mirror stands in me
It's got more heart than I do
How did I get this way?
There has to be more than this
More to life than wasting time, and missing out
Am I missing out on the afterlife?
My head is too strong
And my heart is too weak
I've got tunnel vision, and nothing else surrounds me
Is this what they meant by abstract?
Torn and thrown together
Do I run the other end of these prayers?
Or are they just screaming in my head?
I swear you can't break me
You're not gaining any ground
I'm not giving anything."
"All I'm asking is you look to the sky to find your heart
It's all you have and it's falling."
"Even if you know my face, can you really know my heart?
If you want me you'll have to give me breath
And wake this creature from death."
"You can't see standing in your own shoes
Why can't you see that you're standing on holy ground?
Try to remember that this meant something
This does exist, and they'll never understand."