Don’t wanna be your constellation
Don’t wanna be your guiding light
Don’t give me an examination
You’ll find that somethings just not right

I’m caught between my culture and conviction
The line is gone between what’s wrong and right

I’m a wreck

Are you sick of the injustice?
Are you sick enough to be the cure?

Cause I’m caught between my faith and my frustration
Somewhere in between belief and fear

I’m a wreck

Sometimes I wanna run from all the fighting
But Today I think I’ll take another swing

I’m a wreck