The cell is open, yet I sit
The mirror is broken, but it all makes sense
The one who will fall shall remain

Now my eyes are starting to itch
Wondering why I'm not on top of it
I believe, but I'm so far gone

Please, forgive my sentiment
Please, I just wanted to be more than this
Please, oh faithful servant help me see
Please, oh faithful servant help me see

Or is he king?
I'm starting to believe that this eloquence,
It's got me to think..

cll this madness that we preach,
It's all a game, but we play for keeps
cnd we all believe, but we're too far gone

Please, forgive my sentiment
Please, I just wanted to be more than this
Please, oh faithful servant help me see
Please, oh faithful servant help me see

I'm starting to believe
I'm starting to believe