I'll never find bliss In this sea of ignorance Angelic mind, hollow heart Disguised in sheeps clothing I let you in, my house of straw And I watch it burn, watch it burn All I want is to make you proud Put it on the list of Impossible victories Judging me from skin to identity Not what you believe Not what you see Leaving no hope to achieve Put it on the list of Impossible victories You cry, relentless I am not responsible Knees shake and feet break My empty soul craves more From the hand that feeds your shallow pleads What do I owe you, what do I owe All I want is to make you proud Put it on the list of Impossible victories Judging me from skin to identity Not what you believe Not what you see Leaving no hope to achieve Put it on the list of Impossible victories This is for all the times it wasn't my doing And for all the times you turned and went cold And still found a way to make it my fault And for all the times I needed you