Paradigm

Living in a pattern

Making up a standard

Specifically mannered

Try to break the cycle

Taking off the sutures

Focus on the future

Yet I'm blinded by the past

On things that wouldn't ever last

Far from yesterday, still old habits lead the way

Trying to break away, to be the man I always pray

I can tear down the stage

I can lift up the cage

Yet still I'm trapped in a self-made paradigm

Counting out the seconds

Counting out the minutes

Waiting for the moment

Pressure's getting higher

Adding to the fire

Feeling like a liar

The more I try to hide, the more I brush aside

I'm feeling more and more like something's coming on

Confined to standards that are really far beyond

I'm racing towards that climb

Promise I'll break through this time

Far from yesterday, still old habits lead the way

Trying to break away, to be the man I always pray

I can tear down the stage

I can lift up the cage

Yet still I'm trapped in a self-made paradigm

Far from yesterday, still old habits lead the way

Trying to break away, to be the man I always pray

I can tear down the stage

I can lift up the cage

Yet still I'm trapped in a self-made paradigm