| I have so much faith in the fact that things will all go wrong
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| I’ll never doubt that, I’ll never doubt it again
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| Struggling with the fear, it’s eating me alive
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| I need a chance to survive
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| Hate, subconscious rage
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| Relapse again into my ways
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| Reshape the philosophy of what I see versus what I believe
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| Burdened by the weight on my back
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| I can’t see exactly where I went wrong
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| With my own eyes I’ve seen the innocent die
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| I watched the multitudes lie through their teeth to all the homeless in the
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| streets
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| I hear them say they want a truth, they want peace
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| They want it handed to them
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| And they don’t even want to dig
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| Paint my insides black, not like it matters in the end
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| I’ll do whatever it takes to get me in
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| And on my skin, I’ll paint it white, I’m free from sin
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| I’m free from sin, oh god I’m desperate
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| I need to feel heaven in my hands
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| Wandering, my mind, we go our separate ways
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| I found my faith in relation again
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| I reconsider every moment that I spend
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| I have so much faith in the fact that things will all go wrong
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| I’ll never doubt that, I’ll never doubt it again
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| Struggling with the fear, it’s eating me alive
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| I need a chance to survive
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| Just know, I didn’t want to assume the worst
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| Just know, I didn’t want to be of this world
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| I know that I always assume the worst
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| I know the world assumes the worst of me
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| And now I feel the judgement of the masses
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| There’s no «I think I believe»
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| There’s only things I can see
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| Lingering in the basement of your mind
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| Is that fear that you were wrong all along
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| It’s my deepest fear
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| Go on, expose the truth for what it is |