Tri-me (OST - The Guardian (2006) / Спасатель (Trevor Rabin, Various artists)) - Original
I need to step outside Another day Marks another way Marks a new reason to hide It's true when you slip You slide On the ground Been pushed down by this Primitive pride
My voice a stifled symphony My veins pump Liquid lethargy But those that can avert casualty Do not acquire sympathy Step aside Cause I want off this ride
Black hole ate the crippled cry Of me, myself, and I The vacuum is picturesque For those who can pass the test I may be turning blue I may have some work to do But try me Tri -me
I detest this new dichotomy To love to hate The light in me Too loud to hear Too bright to see The incest of infamy To be or not to be
So I may be tainted in my truth When I claim I'm bullet-proof But every half-assed assault Has been a death by default
Any day now You will see The singular me When three become one And one becomes enough
I'm blowing up Taking off Coming down I'm not enough
It never starts It never stops A bell rings A piano drops
I'm rubbing off It's sinking in I'm running fast I'm running thin
This little bubble's gonna burst It's me alone And I come first