Lyrics My Falling Idle - The Weight Of Atlas, Garret Rapp

My Falling Idle

I only wish I could be half as pure as you,
But the devil inside is craving too much and
It’s only getting worse, all I see are demons hiding behind human skin
Holding up faces pretending we’re just like them,
Help me burn them
Burn all these demons,
I will guide you to the promised land
I lost my beliefs as a child when I couldn’t find a single joy in my life,
But now I’m gifted with sight
Set I cannot find faith in all my strife
I can’t let them see me for who I really am,
My hopes are drowning where are my false prophets now?
I’m not afraid to brave these frozen winds claws trembling.
Why can’t I be just like them?
It’s only getting worse.
All I see are demons hiding behind human skin
Holding up faces pretending we’re just like them
Help me burn them
Burn all these demons.
I will guide you to the promised land.
I talked to god and I said I need a way to save all my friends,
When he replied he made his demands
Worship me Worship no other man.
Give me your life
Give me all you can.
So I knelt before a god who was fake bowed my head and started to pray
(It's only getting worse)
All I see are demons hiding behind human skin.
Holding up faces pretending we’re just like them
Help me burn them
Burn all these demons.
I will guide you to the promised land
Tonight we make, a sweet embrace.
Call out in distress for those who pray.
Tonight we may just lose our faith,
Call out in distress for those who pray.
I have abandon my faith,
All that you’ve left is a disciple of hate.
I can’t take this distain
That I have for this race.
Tonight we make, a sweet embrace
Call out in distress for those who pray.
Tonight we may, just lose our faith.
Call out in distress to those who pray
Tonight we make, a sweet embrace
Call out in distress for those who pray.
Tonight we may, just lose our faith.
Call out in distress to those who pray.