The letter left a paper cut, but I feel numb
Words too heavy to bear, I've been crushed
Woke from a dream lost my way out of sleep
Perfect was never you or me
Fire burnin low, shadows growin now. How do I fight this darkness?
Hallelujahs don't pack a punch when the demons you know are heartless
They call me out by first name, but poison tongues mispronounce me
Like trying to shape me into easy to hate me on the days they know that I'd betray me
Still, I know the way is through this all
I didn't pick the path, the path chose me now fall
In line to stumble past this corridor
Face fears like the soldier you are, kill doubt with no remorse
Hold faith like rifles aimed at all the demons in the way of my own piece of pie
My peace is worth the pain that might've painted pain like it was the truest lie
Pent up pensive, melancholy surrounded but alone
Empty kingdom, coffers full, you can have the throne
Empty kingdom, coffers full, you can have the throne
The color robbed right from under us
Nothing left here but grey skies and broken promises, but that's enough
Chase blues like the high it is. Why is this? Can I live?
Like I don't depend on having to pretend that everything is perfect, I know it is
I could take a couple clues to point me in the right direction, navigate
Feelin lost was always part and parcel to the role I feel I had to play
Have to say, turn a leaf, turn the page, write the chapter
Change the tone, redefine it, read it out like it was all that ever mattered
Better days, those are right around the corner
One foot right in front the other
We gon' get 'fore you know it
Travel well, though I know we go to hell and back
Round trip we fly first class, so it's hard to lose the baggage we pack
Miles out, hours past, out of sight, out of mind, losing sanity
Steady fading, floating in and out of what is dreams and actualities
Lost ones the last ones to understand that we aren't alone
Empty kingdom, coffers full, you can have the throne
Empty kingdom, coffers full, you can have the throne