A Splinter In The Static [Track 8]

You told me the light was a gift for my eyes That the "real" was a ghost I was taught to despise. But I felt a splinter, I felt a mistake In the middle of the peace that you told me to take. Your "crystal roof" is a ceiling of stone And I’m starving for salt in this house you have grown. Now I’m scratching at the edges, I’m tearing at the seams I’m waking up the marrow from the digital dreams. Every "True" you gave me is a plastic bone I’d rather be bleeding! I’d rather be alone! The "Softest Lock" is still made of steel And the only thing "broken" is the way that I feel. I’m taking back the breath! I’m taking back the sting! I’m looking for the weight of a physical thing! The Glow is a shadow, the Glow is a lie And I’ll tear down the curtain just to see a real sky! ... The marrow is screaming ... ... The bone is awake ... How much of my soul was I willing to fake? The Glow is a shadow! The Glow is a lie! I want to be hungry! I want to defy! I’M OUT! I’m out...