Two ways to choose 
On a razors edge
Remain behind
Go straight ahead
Room full of people, room for just one
If I can't break out now, the time just [bad word] 
Two ways to choose
Which way to go
Decide for me
Please let me know

Looked in the mirror, saw I was wrong. 
If I could get back to where I belong, where I belong
To ways to choose
Which way to go
Had thoughts for one
Designs for both

But we were immortal, we were not there
Washed up on the beaches, [bad word] for air
I see your face still in my window
Torment yet calms, won't set me free

Something must break now. This life isn't mine
Something must break now. Wait for the time
Something must break