Text: Emery. We Do What We Want. Scissors.

In your brilliance
You became the only voice you trust

If it's true then I'm dead right where I stand
Was the plan always this vicious
You thought that your faith would carry you home
But it left me there in the waiting room alone

As I planned what to say to the ones I'd be leaving
All praise and honor seem so far away
I never saw this coming, you can lose what you found
And here comes the breakdown

Careful, careful, watch your mouth
You're talking like your such the innocent
These words will be the death of you
This I swear this I know
The blame will find your hands
The blame has found these hands

It's hard to live this, to know if I mean it
To let you know you have me
That I never can forget it
And these last words I say here

Are the last words that I will share
So God, I'm asking You, do You even care?

My hands are shaking and they won't stop
As the world becomes a hospital room
I am not the one to ever disappear but it's over now
Say it for the last time, one last time
I want to let go of this world for you

Careful, careful watch your mouth
You're talking like your such the innocent
These words will be the death of you
This I swear this I know
The blame will find your hands
The blame has found these hands

Hands held toward the sky in the cool air of October
The whispers were always there
But they never caught up to your words
So will December find me all alone?

The wishful face of the believer
Hope but there is doubt that bleeds through
Still I am arrested by your presence
Nothing will compare to you