I'm really thinkin' bout losin' it
I'm really checkin my head
Feels like loose screws in it
I've been tryin to take what you said about living with the dread
And not be consumed with it
You could see that I'm a moody bitch
With that comes the killer
Living my life like a thriller
Living my life like a builder
Living my life, my life
How am I gonna tighten my mind
How am I gonna spend my time
How is she gonna wanna stay mine
If I can't lift this makeshift burden and find my way back
I feel hopeless but I'm open ot the idea of roaming with you
Holding you, loving you , through and through my love
Ooooh Oooh
We're in the work line now
They really owe us one now
They should really come and take a bow
I feel handpicked by your death grip on my life
I feel hopeless but you're so focused
So I'm tryin to find my purpose with you
We can rebuild what must be torn down
So get up, get out, rise up, your sound
We are, not bound, don't be the face of fear.
So get up, get out, rise up, your sound
We are, not bound, don't be the face of fear.
Be the light, Be the Light, be the light
Be the light, Be the Light, be the light
Be the light, Be the Light, be the light
Be the light, Be the Light, be the light