Champion Son - Lines of Sight Lyrics

All this fog to be ourselves
But what's ourself, if we want to change it
With eyes locked tight on vain ideals
The things we do to keep on doing
Don't mind me just sweep it, keep it moving

So close to the truth, then eyes turn black
No way to discern when switched to strange tracks
Help me to refocus, help me to regain
New lines of sight bring clarity

All this fog to be ourselves
All this fog to be ourselves

Separate yourself from the weak
Thick skin, iron-clad feet

So close to the truth, then eyes turn black
No way to discern when switched to strange tracks
Help me to refocus, help me to regain
New lines of sight bring clarity

Help me to regain
Help me to regain
Help me to regain

Help me to regain
Help me to regain
Help me to regain

Separate yourself from the weak
Separate yourself from the weak