Voice reminds of where we are, in a cement city...arrive

We gave it hell and we find ourselves coherent and so unclear
And I'm lost at sea with guides to spare, lost at sea with guides to spare
This is the sound waves of desperation

Ones of reminder and things that just won't heal and in time we will step away from this
Cause it's the hardest and longest, and in time we will make this disappear

Let this dig in 'cause I can see the shore
I think I can make it
Crash through the door
And I'm lost at sea with guides to spare, lost at sea with guides to spare
This is the sound waves of desperation

Ones of reminder and things that just won't heal and in time we will step away from all of this
'Cause it's the hardest and the longest
And In time we will make this all just disappear

We'll make this disappear, fight on (2)

We will, make this disappear (2)

Ones of reminder and things that just won't heal and in time we will step away from all of this...
Ones of reminder and things that just won't heal and in time we will step away from all of this
Cause it's the hardest and the longest
And In time we will make this disappear
We'll make this disappear, fight on

With the weight of the world, I was born for this...

Writer : STEVEN MATTHEW HOLT, BROCK NICHOLAS LINDOW, THOMAS DANIEL NOONAN
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group