Dear Truth,

Do you plan to show face again?

Dear Truth,

I would even take you with a bend

The bold empty space that you left is swallowing us whole

Dear Lies,

How’s the view from where you’re sitting now?

Dear Lies,

Who’s the next in line for taking down?

Look us right in the face tell us just who you killed & what you stole

No one will ever get my, no will ever get my

Letters from the outside world

Dear Love,

If we even have a fighting chance

We need you now; can you tell me when you’re coming back?

There’s the new kinda fire burning in the same old hell

Dear Hope,

You thought us to believe in you

Dear Hope,

What the hell are we supposed to do

When faith is the punchline, of a joke no one should ever tell

No one will ever get my, no will ever get my

Letters from the outside world

There’s the new kinda fire burning in the same old hell

And faith is the punchline, of a joke no one should ever tell

There’s the new kinda fire burning in the same old hell

And faith is the punchline, of a joke no one should ever tell