Testo All The Moves We Make Are In The Dark

Suppose I've fallen to the point of no return
Would it mend by telling everyone
I know what I've learned
Lost perception from all directions
Take this as my last confession

Are my hands too weak
To break the ties you make One day you'll see
It's the choice you make
Ties you make
One day you'll see
That all the moves we make
Are in the dark
Suppose that all the words I wrote were all for you
Would it mend by telling everyone you know
That it was true
Lost connection from all intention
Take this as my last confession

You're searching for truth
And it will fail you again