<interrupt> Come to send Not condescend Transcendent to consequences To transcend where we are Who are we Who we are Trampled marks on your souls Changes all you're a part Seen it all Not at all Can't defend fucked up men Take me for a ride before we leave Circumstance Clapping hands A driving winds Happenstance Off the track in the mud That's the marks before mentioned words And a little Wow And a little Just a little time before we leave Stop light plays its part so I would say you've got a part What's your part Who you are You are who who you are <interrupt>