(Hook) Can we get back, to a place we know? Where we can go, out and it our own (Verse 1) To crossroads, the lost are bread for the fight Against what be right, No more here left to fight They it all and done it too The last of the innocent everything that isnt Who are They lost me, was forced to recreate All these dead to stop me, yet still never to break Hate filled, a of understanding Where the pressures been created, far too Scars through the hands deep holding on for To be broken down and just aint right The set of our sites, away thats us Just give it all up, faith, just be honest The strongest survive; the weak are and die And try to live from the dirt, the of the deprived Lives, youre right, its not us unfair We all a hand in our own despair (care) (Hook) (Verse 2) not living off giving People equal but thats not our decision Possessing wisdom, is As a path to bliss, luck, who thought we would so far, into no where To go so past, its unfair As the time becomes and apparent to the reason A cause to action, fractions, four Pass in a year, for fear of Am I or found, never know I havent met him Guess when its true, be fiction to you But to the world its the proof, sky Eyes on enumeration Pure absent, the creation Worldly penetration, the pleasure lies Apply some concentration, in between them thighs, I (Hook) (Outro) Away from fears, we let go Its all those tears refuse to show