Text: Art Of Dying. Art Of Dying. You Don't Know Me.

You think you know me
Got me figured out
Your casting shadows
Forget about the doubt
You think you know me
You think I care
You should spend some time sometime with the person in the mirror

I'm a fist, I'm afraid, I'm a link in the chain
I'm the worst of the best, but I'm in this race
You don't know me
I'm a knife, I'm a rope, I'm a bitter pill
I'm a tooth on the cog that you built to spill
You don't know me

I'm not defined by what you think I am
I won't fall into your predetermined file
All like diamonds without the shine
If you never take the time you never know what you won't find

I'm a crow, I'm the most with the least to gain
I'm a fading Mona Lisa in a plywood frame
You don't know me
I'm a ring on a tree in a life that fell
What I did I done good and what I done I did well
You don't know me

Hate is a river flowing with money and greed
Drawing borders
Lines on a map we don't need

I'm a wall, I'm a fence, I'm a dotted line
I'm the land you kill for in the name of your kind
You don't know me
I'm a storm, I'm a sign, I'm a bleeding heart
I'm the time that got away
It's already gone
You don't know me