Born into the plan of making me
Believe or making me decieve in the faith
I was raised twisting their devoted goals
By bending true history slowly slipping away,
Away from my belief blind
Faith in which you conceive so called divine,
Never appealed to me
Never question what was taught
Cling to the righteousness
Which you got
Holding the blanket of serenity
Falling away from sincerity
Faith will help us
It will save us
Nothing you could ever do could change the way I feel
Help us
Save us
Help us
Save us
From ourselves
I see no heaven,
I see no hell
I just see us, just us
Cling to the hope that it exists
Falling further with every prayer you whisper
It won't save it won't save you.
It won't save yourself
It won't save it won't save you.
It won't save yourself
Writer(s): Rob Moran
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