Catharsis by The Frame Defect Lyrics
My hands bound in front of me in a makeshift plea for mercy
As I finally come to see the irony of you walking walking freely
In delusion of wrong versus right
Turning a blind eye to the mirror on the other side
Keep them from us. Keep us from them
The curse of empathy and the want for absolution
Never spoken, recited in silence
Hidden away
Like stained glass mounted on the wall
Distinct and contrasting fractured pieces
Pushed together and held by the lines
A moment of clarity from this haze
As fragile as it is transparent
It’s here, now, clear as day
I see what you wanted but ashamed to say
A target, a leader, to blame and to praise
To pin your beliefs and antitheses
Will it ever be enough?
It would never be enough
Can you fix the cracks of a broken system?
The cries of the innocent were never meant for me
But a shoulder to carry the mantle of whatever they want you to be
With no regard for what sorry soul they tear apart
Turning the best of intentions to the worst of consequences
I emerge
I'm released from the name that you've given me
Your nightmares, your daydreams, and mediocrities
I'm reborn and stretch my wings
I am the canvas to paint your ethics
The doll you split to pieces
The songs of good and evil
The sword and the shield
The day and the night
The dark and the light
Every predictable rhymes that hides the truth:
They're but inching steps in the delicate dance of grey
I can see it in the distance
A place to rest these weary eyes
A familiar sound takes shape
I take my seat on this throne with my cup raised high
Filled to the brim with potassium chloride
To the voices that ring outside these walls
I can promise you
Things have changed
I can promise you
That tomorrow won’t be another day
As I finally come to see the irony of you walking walking freely
In delusion of wrong versus right
Turning a blind eye to the mirror on the other side
Keep them from us. Keep us from them
The curse of empathy and the want for absolution
Never spoken, recited in silence
Hidden away
Like stained glass mounted on the wall
Distinct and contrasting fractured pieces
Pushed together and held by the lines
A moment of clarity from this haze
As fragile as it is transparent
It’s here, now, clear as day
I see what you wanted but ashamed to say
A target, a leader, to blame and to praise
To pin your beliefs and antitheses
Will it ever be enough?
It would never be enough
Can you fix the cracks of a broken system?
The cries of the innocent were never meant for me
But a shoulder to carry the mantle of whatever they want you to be
With no regard for what sorry soul they tear apart
Turning the best of intentions to the worst of consequences
I emerge
I'm released from the name that you've given me
Your nightmares, your daydreams, and mediocrities
I'm reborn and stretch my wings
I am the canvas to paint your ethics
The doll you split to pieces
The songs of good and evil
The sword and the shield
The day and the night
The dark and the light
Every predictable rhymes that hides the truth:
They're but inching steps in the delicate dance of grey
I can see it in the distance
A place to rest these weary eyes
A familiar sound takes shape
I take my seat on this throne with my cup raised high
Filled to the brim with potassium chloride
To the voices that ring outside these walls
I can promise you
Things have changed
I can promise you
That tomorrow won’t be another day