You can stress the nurture of the child
But it's he who holds the fault from actions of the liar
The one who's past was not diluted
And though the contradictions slide
It is he who wears the weight of burden

The one that owns him
It's only what you have become
Not who created everything you know and love
And what destroyed it all ungrateful
Pose the question
Understand
But nothing seems to come to pass

The meaning slowly falling from me
Slow your hand
Towards all that you are suppose to know and love
Your callous blood and skin won't feel the same
Tell me you betrayed the trust
Paint me just the way you are

Stem the flow and drain the venom away
A beginning to a different day
Don't want to fall asleep and say I didn't listen
Don't want to falter down
And the same old lines that they did
You're just the same as my contorted reflection
Slow down in echoes