(Hook) Can we get back, to a place we both we can go, out and make it our own (Verse 1) To crossroads, the lost souls are for the fight Against what be right, No more room here left to They seen it all and it too The last of the innocent everything that isnt Who are They lost me, was forced to recreate All these dead ends to stop me, yet still to break Hate filled, a lack of Where the been created, far too demanding Scars through the deep holding on for life To be down and left just aint right The set of our sites, thats beyond us give it all up, have faith, just be honest The strongest survive; the are meek and die And try to from the dirt, the curse of the deprived Lives, youre right, its not us unfair We all share a hand in our own (care) (Hook) (Verse 2) not living off giving People arent but thats not our decision Possessing wisdom, is As a path to bliss, luck, who thought we would Come so far, no where To go so past, its tragically As the time and heir apparent to the reason A to action, fractions, four seasons in a year, for fear of recollection Am I or found, never know I havent met him when its true, might be fiction to you But to the its the proof, sky blue Eyes glued on design absent, the creation Worldly penetration, where the pleasure Apply some concentration, in them thighs, I rise (Hook) (Outro) Away from fears, we let go Its all those tears refuse to show