Текст песни Truths

Running out of ways Running out of moods Blurring all the lines Apologetically rude In it, at it, get it, feel it Feed it, watch it, let it grow Let it go Hatch it, catch it, do it, chew it All time high To all time low Aligned in my rhyme Sharing my time My finest, my darkest hour Forever consigned To all I rewind My finest, my darkest hour Refusing to focus I've seen too many truths Prophetically swinging Apocalyptically smooth Aligned in my rhyme Sharing my time My finest, my darkest hour Forever consigned To all I rewind My finest, my darkest hour Aligned, aligned Aligned, aligned To fall is to climb My pride in its prime My mountain, my highest tower No walls will divide My light will decide My weakness, my strongest power Aligned in my rhyme Sharing my time My finest, my darkest hour Forever consigned To all I rewind My finest, my darkest hour