Take everything away
But the thoughts of what I have to lose
I'm trying to let the thoughts of selfishness
Go away
Hold out your hand and beg
For a God to grant you a miracle
You'll be left out to burn on this saddest day
Nothing seems to go right
Nothing seems to go wrong
Nothing seems to feel real
But nothing seems to be false
Change is in our hands
Hand down to me
What you would save
In a world that does not change
Take everything away
But adrenaline and leave my muse
Trying to find a reason
To make myself stay
Hiding my hatred beneath the rug
Woven out of damage from your lies
Turn out the lights and let the reflections die
Nothing seems to go right
Nothing seems to go wrong
And no one seems to think twice
About throwing away what once cost
Change is in our hands
Hand down to me
What you would save
In a world that does not change
Hand down to me
What you would save
In a world that does not change
Hand down to me
What you would save
In a world that does not change