Itâs all so complicated
These lives weâve orchestrated
Other worldly sounds spin around in your head
Itâs a dissonant harmony
The campaign ends, to the flock the sheppard
Count the lies, like sheep with alibis
Spread the truth by word of mouth
And still they wonât see past
We stand tall amongst the fallen
The tide moves in to cleanse the fields again
We stay strong and prove them wrong
For us, theyâve failed to cauterize
Honestly, these chills come over me
Make me toss and turn, so cold they burn
And theyâll spread the fear by word of mouth
And still they wonât see past, no they wonât see
We stand tall amongst the fallen
The tide moves in to cleanse the fields again
We stay strong and prove them wrong
We hold the line
We stay strong and prove them wrong
We hold the line
Give my world back, give my world back, give it
Give my world back, give it all back to me