Lamb Of God

What's yours is unsure
What's mine will stay mine
Stay sure the two never shall meet
The only discussion is our bottom line
From the flood of our trash to the street
A draft to lure the sea a single direction
Myself staring right back at me
Perfecting perception in my own reflection
Scripting his hollow dignity
You sold away your name
And who will break your fall
After you've used them all
After you hit the wall
Some things it will change
It wont go away
The biggest of lies to myself
Hanging your hooks
Waiting for us to mumble
They drew in, we ring the bell