Tear drops of sorrow beating down upon my chest For never knowing the true meaning of success Genius and a rebel are the ways that you're perceived But how can anyone be so utterly deceived How could I have been so blind all this time? Now that all the scales have fallen from my eye How could I have been so blind? Words full of knowledge, lacking wisdom were just lies Actions representing the very things that you despise Self-deception fills you in the final hour Holding back the wall of fear that threatens to devour You tried to take me to an evil place But I slipped right through your human hands Lack of repentance was the reoccuring clue History of contention points the finger back at you