作曲 : Howerdel
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 smile

So many wasted

Promises rhapsodized

many take us higher

Don'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 rhapsodized

So many wasted Sundays
trying to avoid the fire

So many wasted

Promises to take you higher

They pretend to be
the one we should be afraid of

Caressing our souls away

So many wasted promises rhapsodized

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 way

But it doesn't have to be this way.

You don't have to be
shaken and confused and

hate to anything you can find.