So go ahead and turn away
See where it gets you in the long run.
I'm trying my hardest to grow
When it's embedded in your bones
Are we all punished for sins of fathers.
It seems so pointless to have an existence
It seems so pointless to have an opinion
When yours is never true.
But death has it's hold on us.
It's like painting a picture
When everything's shaded in grey
And even when we've been face to face
We have never seen eye to eye
So take a good look in mine
It's a window to a soul that knows not why.
You can't continue this direction
It's detours and dead ends.
Don't join this kind of company
Unless your joining to fight.
Losing the fight is getting knocked down and staying there.
So why do I turn away it's getting me nowhere.
The world can't make you faithless when faith is first.
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