Seemingly controlled monotone breathingnIt cannot hide I'm raging withinnLoose your vanity so you can admitnThe kiss of Judas on my lipsnnBalancing the rope, spinning the wheelnPutting your thumbs on the scalesnI guess you've got something to saynNow don't spill clichésnnTake a trip down to memory lane with menThen you'll know what the fuck I meannThink it over, watch it come downnThe end draws near as I'm closing innnIgnorantnFollowing the red tracenUnaware of the things to comenUnknowingly injected by the virusnAm I not the only one?nIgnorantnUnaware of the things to comenIgnorantnAm I not the only one?