Wonder, what the hell they done to you now
I can see the hurt, and it's gone right to your blood now
And I. See you like you
And I. See that you like you
Nothing won't help now
Well there's distant kind of hugs
Pulling clouds close to them, as they want it
Leaving freedom to us all,
Coming back to questions if you had done wrong
It's just a preacher's help, do not be sworn to hell,
Do not beware, and that's the creatures hell, and we might want hell
There's no other way
That your attitude don't rub
There's no other way
That you settle just enough
And I'm so tired of waiting
Just to hold onto my shoes
I'm all done to solve
All the answers I already know
There's no other way
That your attitude don't rub
There's no other way
That you settle just enough
And I'm so tired of waiting
Just to hold onto my shoes
I'm all done to solve
All the answers I already know
