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