We are the faithful and the bruised
we are the weathered and misused
to love and be forgotten quickly

to hold on to the wind swiftly, ooh

And if you could see me

then you would be blind but I
hear that faith is believing
the most impossible kind

I just want this to work [2x]

The foolish souls of the weak

it´s only wisdom that we seek
hopelessly entrusting
but everytime I´m hoping, ohh oh


The underestimated tell the truth
we are the spies

we uncover you
if you could evision what I could be
you wouldn't be my enemy