Coverts can take you further away from your objective,
Well I'm already on the inside, too deep.
Do I have a purpose? Tell me so I know what wires to cut.
How far can I get through behind enemy lines? I'm losing touch
I can't be enough for them cuz' I'm not enough for even me, at all.
The best that I could teach would be over a million different ways to drop the ball.
But she says: "Siren, don't tear out your tongue to soon."
I've come across so precious few who see it like I do.
No, I'm not letting go of this.
It's the silver-lining, virtue, heart and soul that I've stumbled upon,
While we can't predict what we'll do and become...
No I'm not enough for them, but one is enough for even me,
So I'll breathe in a world so sick with us, the air reeks with gathered dusts of apathy.
Where did you come from, darling, where did come from?
And if there are more, where are they?
