Breaking Point

Hey, you see right through me
Wait, isn't that your specialty
I see your soul's inclined to shadows
You're here today, you're gone tomorrow
Well we could reach up and take the sky
But you'd find a reason or alibi
Well you're black and white in color
Well you're over, you're under
Hey, I question your intentions
Wait are they real, are they illusions?
Ah, here I go once again