I will sing and shout
If that's what you've asked for.
And I will live life proud

Shining your light on it.

Crash.

It's like a paperweight
Fell from the clouds onto my head
Without a touch of pain.

And like a winner's crutch
It's just too much to take.
I keep my vices in the closet

Waiting for a chance to take
All that is left of me.


And I need to remember at times...
That this head of mine
Well... it's not always screwed on right.

I'm not always right.
And I know what you promised
I'm completely aware...

But I'm asking Lord
I need to know...
I just need to know...


What we're here for...
What we're made for...

What we breathe for..
What we bleed for...


What are we here for?
I'm begging...