i ve been looking at that shadow that s inside of me for quite some time sunk my teeth in the light as a young man blind but never regret the process or regret time just wish i could have helped the 3 of us and breached that line like how the hell was i supposed to know it s the symbiotic circle that we all helped grow and when it all fell through yeah we all sunk in the same link and drowned in that vision of our future in the same day and you can tell it to the doctor when he asks you or carve it in your little prison wall like a tattoo but we got a frozen rock of luck like a statue that stands at the crossroads blocking where to pass through damn that s part of living on the off beat and part of skipping down that never ending dark street so you can fight it and draw the difference between us because the blood doesn t match but the god damned disease does how many more hearts are we going to break how many failed steps are we going to take it s time to look at what we got here standing on the verge of that age old question is it nature versus nurture how many more lines are we going to cross until we figure out the pain we caused it s time to look at what we got here standing on the verge of that age old question is it nature versus nurture i flipped through that little photo book that ma made and looked for the warning signs crawling out of my face i ve been questioning the level of our mind state that made us feel like everything around us was a crying shame no answer just a whole bunch of burned bridges earned stitches in that curve in our world s rythmn and i don t know where we learned this from or how it stuck with you after all the worse was done but it scares me yeah and i m not afraid to say it i m ready to wake the demon and enclose it up and face it and take it out and display it and show the world that it s real stop running from the past like it s going to make you heal because it can t and maybe that s the reason why i see it and feel it in my pen when i sit down and treat it and after all of it s done you don t have to believe it when the blood doesn t match and the god damned disease lives how many more hearts are we going to break how many failed steps are we going to take it s time to look at what we got here standing on the verge of that age old question is it nature versus nurture how many more lines are we going to cross until we figure out the pain we caused it s time to look at what we got here standing on the verge of that age old question is it nature versus nurture 