tell me what you believe

tell me, when did it happen?

tell me, who was the reason?

tell me, “don’t be afraid”

your hands are shaking, are we

doing it again, are we

gearing up, are we

going in guns blazing, hoping, praying that we

can make it by the skin of our teeth, are we

are we?

the magic is wearing off

the weakness of your weening is headstrong

one wrong step and we will tumble too far under into the darkness, the empty to ever be spit

back out now before fate trips you

it’s not really reason driving this car

we’ve come so far and now i don’t know what is real

(we are, we are

we are, we are)

you’re saying the book is shut

now you’re saying my mind is

my own memories are hazy

but i can feel reluctancy

but i can taste the tragedy

you’re asking me the questions i cannot yet understand

i wanna know where to get gas now that map has disappeared

i’ll either fill up on more diesel or just stop

i wanna know what’s real

the magic is wearing off

the weakness of your weening is headstrong

one wrong step and we will tumble too far under into the darkness, the empty to ever be spit

back out now before fate trips you

it’s not really reason driving this car

we’ve come so far and now i don’t know what is real

(we are, we are

we are, we are)

so i’m asking

i gotta know

if we’re anything more than puppets

if i have anything of substance to show

and you’re saying, “we are”

“we are breath and bone

we are stars and stucco

we are fault

we are the reason i can floor it home to you

we are the only mission that is worth fighting for”

the magic is wearing off

the weakness of your weening is headstrong

one wrong step and we will tumble too far under into the darkness, the empty to ever be spit

back out now before fate trips you

it’s not really reason driving this car

cause we are, we are

we are, we are