(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 bread for the what might be right, No room here left to fight They seen it all and it too The last of the innocent everything that true Who are you? They lost me, was to recreate All these ends to stop me, yet still never to break filled, a lack of understanding Where the pressures been created, far too Scars through the deep holding on for life 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 survive; the weak 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 to bliss, dumb 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, seasons Pass in a year, for fear of Am I lost or found, never I havent met him Guess its true, might be fiction to you But to the world its the proof, sky Eyes glued on Pure design absent, the penetration, where the pleasure lies Apply some concentration, in between thighs, I rise (Hook) (Outro) Away from fears, we let go Its all those tears refuse to show