Downhill, downtrodden left a slave
New day on the verge to find the grey
Floors swing and slope downhill to bring
Middle grounds set on wavering
Two sides to flip and coax a blink
Lying on the fence, on the brink
Dealt an empty hand
Opposed to delete any bridge to stand

Polarized this side

Shades display this trade
Off to buy halfway games that bore my days
End of my phase today
I'm not willing to meet in the middle
End tragedy, solve the riddle
And dissipate ideals of indecision

Pipe dreams like these will cease and die
Unleashed, my past
This face
Removed, replaced

And now my phases die this time
Grey fades too late
Phases die this time
Grey fades too late
My phases die this time
Grey fades too late
Phases die this time
Grey fades too late
Unveiled my mask

What's right is not balanced
You're tripped by intent to stretch
Searches coerce a mesh
But find no chance to clench against
Facts still remain to refute the quest
I'll fight to remain unbalanced
If that equates to remaining stagnant
I'm no longer the same as the halfway days
No time delays

To cease and die
Unleashed, my past
This face
Removed, replaced

And now my phases die this time
Grey fades too late
Phases die this time
Grey fades too late
My phases die this time
Grey fades too late
Phases die this time
Grey fades too late
You wanted to know why I'm different
Why I refuse to open my mind
'Cause that relative stance is inadequate
To fulfill what I need inside

Many souls on the brink of collapse
Inside the midst of these so-called answers
So willing to embrace those pipe dreams so lost
And neglecting their only real chance

So willing to hinge in the balance
Your state is so desperate, so blank
So empty and left with this notion
That doesn't hold water or weight
It's dark or light so decide and face

Dark
So decide and face
Light
So decide and face
Dark
So decide and face
Light
So decide