My insecurities living within, I do believe I'm scaring off my friends
I've seen your face and i've stared at your eyes, my insecurities, they don't lie
My lack of faith, seems to late, since that i've found, your religion is bound, by the same, lies of late
My lack of faith, seems to blatant
I still believe in my dreams
I still have faith in what I can see
I still believe in my dreams
If that's all that we have left
Is that all we have left?
My ambition is all that I know, but it was stolen from me by an old stormy crow
My insight is mediocre at best, my ambition is all that I have left
I still believe in my dreams
I still have faith in what I can see
I still believe in my dreams
If that's all that we have left
Is that all we have left?