By Design - Boiling Point

Have you seen the seven?
I see it all so clear
Why don't you hither closer, my dear?
I'll tell you of a book
Which ensures you won't be damned
Cause once the white woman calls on me
Time no longer holds a steady path

Madness clings to me
Like a stale disease

Looking through a black hole
My futures very clear
Neither god nor satan
I'm not one to be feared
Bringer of prestigious value
To my blood and flesh
Once our seven bodies tumble down
Time will cease to exist

And I'll have saved us
I'll have saved us

Madness clings to me like a stale disease
I've lost myself to a stranger
Deterrence from tragedy consistently fails me
Its been ignored for too long
I'll do what needs to be done

Do my eyes deceive?
I have never seen
A gruesome display so strewn out in a home of memories
Turn away from the scene
Now knowing evil does exist
Its in the unexpected smiles on the street

Tip to the boiling point, is it the mind to blame?
Tip to the boiling point, is it the mind?

Madness clings to me like a stale disease
I've lost myself to a stranger
Deterrence from tragedy consistently fails me
Its been ignored for too long
I'll do what needs to be done

Tip to the boiling point, is it the mind to blame?
Tip to the boiling point, is it the mind to blame?
Tip to the boiling point, is it my mind to blame?
Tip to the boiling point, is it the mind?

Written by:
Brandon Krantz, Kristin Vrona

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