State of the Art

There's no way to find out what's inside you 
Until you fall into the hole 
You dug for yourself while you slept here 
Too young, too selfish, too cold 
And when you find out what's been waiting 
The moment you open your eyes 
You'll see your true reflection 
The very first time in your life 

You can not fight what's in you 
This will not be denied 
You can not fight what's in you 
This will not be denied 

Cry to yourself 
Nothing will help 
It's too late to change what's been done 
You do what you've always done best 
You run 

Into the hole you fall deeper 
Deeper the faster you run 
It wont stop until you accept it 
Accept everythng that you've done 

You can not fight what's in you 
This will not be denied 
You can not fight what's in you 
This will not be denied 

Cry to yourself 
Nothing will help 
It's too late to change what's been done 
You do what you've always done best 
You run