Rose-tinted view
And satellites that compromise the truth
I wanted more

With the cuts and the bruises
Touch my face
A hopeless embrace


Faith, it drives me away
But it turns me on

Like a strangers love
It rockets through the universe
It fuels the lies, it feeds the curse

We, too, could be glorious

I need to believe

But I still want more
With the cuts and the bruises
Don't close the door

On what you adore

Faith, it drives me away

But it turns me on
Like a strangers love
It rockets through the universe

It fuels the lies, it feeds the curse
We, too, could be glorious