The wounded, the lovesick bloodstained walls

and the cross that left me here.

I'll take on this project cause in my eyes

it's the thought that keeps me clear.

We found a cure.

The couse, it has been changed,

you're wanting a way in.

I'm tired I can't sleep,

you're nervous so you won't ,

won't remember me.

The cold trade of holding what we love

in an exchange for these 

melodies of hope.

At last it's coming in,

show you what I hold dear,

not lastly in my chest,

it was us versus anything.

The course, it has been changed,

you're wanting a way in.

I'm tired I can't sleep you're nervous so you won't,

won't remember me.

The cold trade of holding what we love

in an exchnage for these 

melodies of hope.

We found a cure for your suffering.

The course has been changed,

you're wanting a way in.

I'm tired I can't sleep,

you're nervous so you won't,

won't remember me