All things in life can be broken down till what you see is: Saint vs. Sinner. Saint vs. Sinner. Saint vs. Sinner. Saint vs. Sinner. With every look you choose to play the role that you will portray Take my eyes, fraught with sight (You're not trying to see the light) Take my eyes, fraught with sight (You're not trying to see the light) How I play the villain to the audience of my despair: How I play the villain to the audience of my despair: Which dream was this: I woke up against your lips And fell asleep against a wish to never sleep again? It seems the stream that carries me Has twists that I could not foresee Despite my bouts of clarity Take my eyes, fraught with sight (You're not trying to see the light) Take my eyes, fraught with sight (You're not trying to see the light) Take my eyes, fraught with sight (She's swimming to the stage) (She's swimming to the stage) Take my eyes, fraught with sight (She's swimming to the stage) (She's swimming to the stage) (She's swimming to the stage) It seems the stream that carries me Has twists that I could not foresee Despite my bouts of clarity