They pretend to be the ones to be afraid of
Caressing our souls away from us
And all of the world to keep us all in line
If we just fold our hands and smileSo many wasted
Promises rhapsodised
There to take us higherDon't be afraid of their
excommunication, you'll survive.
We'll have no shame cos you
will stand the climb and you will rise.
So many wasted promises rhapsodised
So many wasted sundays trying to avoid the fire
So many wasted
Promises to take you higherThey pretend to be the one we should be afraid of
Caressing our souls away
So many wasted promises rhapsodised
So many wasted sundays trying to avoid the fire
I've seen the twisted ways
They push the guilt inside, and made you believe you have to try
To suffer live and die their wayBut it doesn't have to be this way.You don't have to be shaken and confused and
cling on to anything you can find.
