Crossover

Was it a matter of poise The beautiful things I destroyed What makes me think of myself as a victim When I was still given a choice Was there a purpose or point A different side of the coin I couldn't see it, so I would repeat it Too busy just filling the void Breathe it out Don't worry now Breathe it out No longer bound Was it a matter of poise The beautiful things I destroyed What makes me think of myself as a victim When I was still given a choice Was there a purpose or point A different side of the coin I couldn't see it, so I would repeat it Too busy just killing the noise