This Theory: Repeating

It was only a matter of time
Before the taps were leaked
The last breath of security is taken
And the mask is removed

It was this revealing moment
That would determine my fate
And the tracking would continue either way
A standard for good, and too for evil
Brought me home to a bottle
But not enough was it to hide
As I am one to throw stones

Brought me home to a bottle
But not enough was it to hide
As I am one to throw stones

It was this revealing moment
That would determine my fate
And the tracking would continue either way
A standard for good, and too for evil
Brought me home to a bottle
But not enough was it to hide
As I am one to throw stones

And when the spirit of these walls
That contain my life
Inch closer and closer together
I can hear my name as it's called