Our lives, like flowing water, forever thrown into stages of change
The river must duel the rapids before it can rest in the lake
Perceptions are conflicted, we waste time fretting what could be
The first step to understanding madness
Identify the cures we seek

We’re sinking into nothing, but we can feel it all the way down
Giving up on hoping that our feet will ever hit the ground
We bite our tongues in the face of God
Turn nothing into something
We’re not dead yet
We play pretend

Look around and see the glory
Feel the breeze caress your skin
We have to come to terms with ourselves
Real knowledge blooms from within
Our strength is found in weakness
Push away the thoughts of disgrace
Let’s all refuse restriction
Find courage!

We’re sinking into nothing, but we can feel it all the way down
Giving up on hoping that our feet will ever hit the ground
We bite our tongues in the face of God
Turn nothing into something
We’re not dead yet
We play pretend

I’m too far gone for you to bring me back

Giving up on hoping that our feet will ever hit the ground
We bite our tongues in the face of God
Turn nothing into something
We’re not dead yet
We play pretend

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Composição: Joel Quartuccio / Michael McGough / Ralph Sica / Zakk Cervini · Esse não é o compositor? Nos avise.
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