In this sinless city We wear callouses on our hands From empty, vain hand-shaking We see the guilt has left again And all will fall, with or without our good will And we'll fool them all Who pray for those who never will
And we both let go
Never been much for pity Never been much for wishing them well But I can't help but sever The ties they held so tight, so well And on one side, they're holding on to what we were And here we are Holding the hands that we severed
And we both let go
The fire burns like cancer The scarring last forever We all play tricks on fools That see us as their sinless answer
And over and over again...
Don't say this isn't what you're used to I've seen followers like you I've let down followers like you
