Over and over, I feel like we're playing a game
Overcoming obstacles, nothing changes stays the same
Now I'm getting angry and I'm redy to fight
But the words give me the peace of mind tonight.
I'm getting ready to fight, yeah, but those words give me
the peace tonight
Where do we go from here?
Maybe time will tell, maybe time will tell.
More than often I wonder will we come around and lift us
off the ground
My imagination fabricates the lie we live in.
You touched everyone of us, time to let the healing
Metamorphosis think it's going to change, yeah. But you
stood inside that sniper's range.
Where do we go from here. Maybe time will tell, maybe
time will tell.