Place these fingers over the holes in your flesh But you'll never find the pieces that you lack
Searching nameless city streets and abandoned hearts For your salvation Nothing will save you here Borrowed time, forgotten miles, faceless tragedy This lost city's demise
We'll be the ones to break this mold You've spent way too long to get this wrong Your perception and your walls between everything Catch your breath, you'll make amends You'll be free at last
This point of despair Revealing force with no acceptance of the present situation This place of desire deserted with no one but yourself to blame
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You're making promises you can't keep Turning your back Too weak to stand up or face the road of the righteous Your wrists unbound, it's in your hands... now
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Your chance for reinvention Your chance for reconnection Your chance for this redemption You'll be free at last
Wrists unbound, it's in your hands... now Your wrists unbound, it's in your hands
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