Everyone's a little lost
there's a line we always cross
to gain we must break someone's trust to live
to learn, to die
Everyone's alright until they reach the city 'top the hill
where gloom and greed and pride prevail
what's wrong is now all right
What if I'm found an honest man?
'cause honestly I've got no friends
but I've got my lines and I stick to them
Where did I go wrong?
What if I'm found a broken man?
'cause honestly I've sinned again
but I've got my lines and I stick to them
Where did I go wrong?
The trees inhale the air we breathe
spit it back like guilty thieves
into my lungs like burning leaves
heaven's not this high
Every gram of oxygen
that pierces to my lungs of sin
will someday enter yours again
matchless irony
What if I'm found an honest man?
'cause honestly I've got no friends
but I've got my lines and I stick to them
Where did I go wrong?
What if I'm found a broken man?
'cause honestly I've sinned again
but I've got my lines and I stick to them
Where did I go wrong?
Victories are always taught
as brave and valiantly fought
when schemes of shameful nature wrought
destruction and demise
Honesty's a foreign thought
escaping every fight that's fought
To be defeated's never taught
as valuable, it's vain
Honesty's a foreign thought
escaping every fight that's fought
To be defeated's never taught
as valuable, it's vain
there's a line we always cross
to gain we must break someone's trust to live
to learn, to die
Everyone's alright until they reach the city 'top the hill
where gloom and greed and pride prevail
what's wrong is now all right
What if I'm found an honest man?
'cause honestly I've got no friends
but I've got my lines and I stick to them
Where did I go wrong?
What if I'm found a broken man?
'cause honestly I've sinned again
but I've got my lines and I stick to them
Where did I go wrong?
The trees inhale the air we breathe
spit it back like guilty thieves
into my lungs like burning leaves
heaven's not this high
Every gram of oxygen
that pierces to my lungs of sin
will someday enter yours again
matchless irony
What if I'm found an honest man?
'cause honestly I've got no friends
but I've got my lines and I stick to them
Where did I go wrong?
What if I'm found a broken man?
'cause honestly I've sinned again
but I've got my lines and I stick to them
Where did I go wrong?
Victories are always taught
as brave and valiantly fought
when schemes of shameful nature wrought
destruction and demise
Honesty's a foreign thought
escaping every fight that's fought
To be defeated's never taught
as valuable, it's vain
Honesty's a foreign thought
escaping every fight that's fought
To be defeated's never taught
as valuable, it's vain
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