(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 souls are for the fight what might be right, No room here left to fight They seen it all and it too The last of the everything that isnt true Who are you? They lost me, was 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 the hands deep holding on for life To be broken down and just aint right The set of our sites, away beyond us Just give it all up, faith, just be honest The strongest survive; the are meek and die And try to live from the dirt, the curse of the Lives, right, its not just us unfair We all a hand in our own despair (care) (Hook) (Verse 2) Self-sufficient not off giving arent equal but thats not our decision Possessing wisdom, is As a path to bliss, dumb luck, who we would so far, into no where To go so past, its tragically As the time becomes and heir apparent to the A to action, fractions, four seasons Pass in a year, for of recollection Am I lost or found, know I havent met him Guess when its true, might be to you But to the world its the proof, sky Eyes on enumeration design absent, the creation Worldly penetration, where the pleasure Apply concentration, in between them thighs, I rise (Hook) (Outro) Away fears, we cant let go Its all those that refuse to show