Here I am, the prodigal son
The self proclaimed deprived
Spending hours of fighting the peace
When I should lay it on the lineIt makes it hard, I won't fall asleep
Until I'm one with the other side
Fighting shadows, imaginary scenes
Flashing through my mindSo could I be on the rise?
Reality or disguise
Constantly mesmerized
Ripped and torn
HypnotizedCould I be on the rise?
Reality or disguise
Constantly mesmerized
Ripped and torn
HypnotizedLet me feel the urge to get that rush once more
I will beckon when the sound of venture calls
When will I learn to resist?I should have put it down
While it was in my hands
Like love that never dies
I'm preaching words
That could answer it all
As I'm bound to break the tiesI'm making progress again
The return of the blind
Feel the kick setting in
Don't ever choke it againLet me feel the urge to get that rush once more
I will beckon when the sound of venture callsCould I be on the rise?
Reality or disguise
Constantly mesmerized
Ripped and torn
HypnotizedCould I be on the rise?
Reality or disguise
Constantly mesmerized
Ripped and torn
HypnotizedI'm making progress again
The return of the blind
Feel the kick setting in
Don't ever choke it againI'm making progress again
The return of the blind
Feel the kick setting in
Don't ever choke it againI'm on the rise