| [01:06.614] |
Rose-tinted view |
| [01:14.989] |
And satellites that compromise the truth |
| [01:24.655] |
But I wanted more, with the cuts and the bruises |
| [01:34.200] |
Touch my face, a hopeless embrace |
| [01:54.018] |
Faith |
| [01:57.529] |
Drives me away |
| [02:02.374] |
But it turns me on |
| [02:06.430] |
Like a strangers love |
| [02:12.671] |
It rockets through the universe |
| [02:17.461] |
It fuels the lies, it feeds the curse |
| [02:22.448] |
Believes we could be |
| [02:27.151] |
Glorious |
| [02:42.182] |
I need to believe |
| [02:50.314] |
But I still want more, with the cuts and the bruises |
| [02:59.610] |
Don't close the door, on what you adore |
| [03:11.078] |
Faith |
| [03:13.630] |
Drives me away |
| [03:18.303] |
But it turns me on |
| [03:22.736] |
Like a strangers love |
| [03:28.822] |
It rockets through the universe |
| [03:33.609] |
It fuels the lies, it feeds the curse |
| [03:38.470] |
Believes we could be |
| [03:43.374] |
Glorious |
