Album: Yield

Who You Are


Come to send. Not condescend.
Transcendent to consequences.
To transcend where we are.
Who are we? Who we are.

Trampled marks on your souls.
Changes, all you're a part.
Seen it all. Not at all.
Can't defend fucked up men.
Take me for a ride before we leave.

Circumstance. Clapping hands.
A driving winds. Happenstance.
Off the track, in the mud.
That's the marks before mentioned words.

And a little... Wow... And a little...

Just a little time before we leave.
Stop light plays its part so I would say you've got a part.
What's your part? Who you are.
You are who who you are.