Broken Lens

Blurring the lines we define Between the wrong and the right, We're on the other side of the divide And it makes me sick to watch us die inside. Inside out. Tear me open. Tear me open from the inside out. Fix this broken lens. Tear me open from the inside out. Fix this broken lens. On the verge of collapse, Look through the cracks at world in decay. Disoriented state where black and white turn to grey Hanging by a thread. Blurring the lines we define Between the wrong and the right, We're on the other side of the divide, And it makes me sick to watch us die inside. Inside out. Tear me open. Tear me open from the inside out. Fix this broken lens Tear me open from the inside out. Fix this broken lens. When will this end? Losing all perspective, Can't read between the lines When will this end? To see a world that needs the truth We buried deep inside When will this end? We are blind men in a glass prison. Were not the image that you envisioned. We are blind men in a glass prison. Where is your hope? Where is your vision? Broken lens Where is your vision?