There was never anything that was made defective or out of place
When I drew upon the well to drink compa**ion, I drew lies
No hell will burn your flesh this time, no lie will be unturned
Love started it all, and what you are is beautiful
Everything you've been taught, it had to be taught
Because it wouldn't come naturally
Always trying to improve, perfect, and rearrange
What is perfect, this revolution was made in pain
Wake up, defection is what they had in mind
Wake up, it starts right here
This revolution was forever filled with pain
And we exploded from a thousand points of light