If silence is golden then why cant i see the way I hear And all that we know is that perception is key To be who you've always set yourself out to be And no explanation for your sudden need to feel alive Because Im running out of alibis And Im running out of lies to hold on to We have all these roads, and nowhere to go to hide from The truth of who we really are Im awake, and the clarity is hard to take And I cant help but think about what you just might be thinking now And your worried state of mind, when everyone youve known is intertwined Your sunny days have gone away into the middle of the night If prides a virtue then Ill never change a thing Im just so stuck in my ways, Ill never learn to live again