We aspire to be   Just like you as we   Fall to our knees to be grateful   If we could fake   What we should believe   We'd fool you into thinking we're grateful      Take what you want from me   Nobody's telling you   Where to go   Don't think I am so naive   To be fooled by these   Smokescreens      Confess to the priest   Absolve your sins   That eat you little by little   The dust settles into   Arms of hope   I'd break if you'd fold a little      We languish in the sun   Broken hands all blistered   Just trying to hold on   As we stood still on fire   Now and forever and   Now and forever