Tear drops of sorrow beating down upon my chest   For never knowing the true meaning of success   Genius and a rebel are the ways that you're perceived   But how can anyone be so utterly deceived      How could I have been so blind all this time?   Now that all the scales have fallen from my eye   How could I have been so blind?      Words full of knowledge, lacking wisdom were just lies   Actions representing the very things that you despise   Self-deception fills you in the final hour   Holding back the wall of fear that threatens to devour      You tried to take me to an evil place   But I slipped right through your human hands      Lack of repentance was the reoccuring clue   History of contention points the finger back at you