i feel like ive been swept away,
i stare into space and i see orion's way
it seems a path laid out for me
you try to hold me down, claiming i cant see
a thing
but your wrong, ill show you
ill break you
 [bad word] 
i cant help myself, im breaking you softly now
i cant help myself, i see all to clearly

so many times i sit and think
my minds a prison cell, incarcerating me
orion's light could set me free,
then you snuff it out, claiming i cant see a thing
but your wrong, ill show you
ill break you
 [bad word] 
Bridge:
i cant help myself, i see you clearly
i cant help myself, can anybody hear me (x2)

now im at peace with the landscape, we can make a deal, on a handshake
just a little tale 'bout a mans fate
chronic got my eyelids heavy as [bad word] weights
now im layed out, field of dreams, the pattern of the stars,
conceal the schemes, no matter 'bout tomorrow, ill it seems
when yesterdays gone what will it mean.
 [bad word] 

Outro: you dont like what you see, your words tear into me
that you could even think, to stand up to me (x2)