i never know where i stand which level i belong theres history here it dies with me the show wont go on i always find my way back red to green and in between my reputation feeds me i still remember my first time with armour in hell but somehow i planned my escape to heaven i know everything ive done has lead me here but im not scared to go lift up everything i own and ill climb up like a fake were the actors dishonoring the stage but we wont hide our faces this masquerade remains to be seen so if we die out before we are through did we really believe i know everything ive done has lead me here but im not scared to go lift up everything i own and ill climb up as i pondered in silence motionless in the georgian heat i realized nothing would ever be the same and at that moment i knew i could never replicate that feeling without destroying something i loved  wisdom justice moderation slow down when youre trying to speak the words dont come clearly the letters spelling out the spirits spilling out their guts open the doors and show us who we are i know everything ive done has lead me here but im not scared to go lift up everything i own and ill climb up