Daydream believer, what dreams do you see
Visions of the ashes of your words
You're breaking melancholy down
For those who can believe you
For those who can believe in you
I'll tear apart my faith
Won't look the other way
If you prove to me that
You're a worthy cause, but you
You never showed your love
No olive branch by dove
Saints and sinners know
Some crimes cannot be forgiven
Evenly matched our bodies writhe
Crisis of faith we held inside
I don't know how long we've been
In the ring
Our bloodied fists torn from the sky
Still my unanswered questions why
It seems to me that true belief
Comes from the way to box with God
Leaving heart-shaped bruises all over me
You seem to be, akin to beasts of burden
Working for a master never seen
I don't know if you think about me while you're beating me down
So I've got the spite to go all night, to break through you
I'll tear apart my faith
Won't look the other way
Cause you can't prove to me that
You're a worthy cause, but you
You never showed your love
No olive branch by dove
Saints and sinners know
Some crimes cannot be forgiven
Evenly matched our bodies writhe
Crisis of faith we held inside
I don't know how long we've been
In the ring
Our bloodied fists torn from the sky
Still my unanswered questions why
It seems to me that true belief
Comes from the way to box with God
The Facades - To Box With God Lyrics
The Facades - To Box With God Lyrics
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Daydream believer, what dreams do you see
Visions of the ashes of your words
You're breaking melancholy down
For those who can believe you
For those who can believe in you
I'll tear apart my faith
Won't look the other way
If you prove to me that
You're a worthy cause, but you
You never showed your love
No olive branch by dove
Saints and sinners know
Some crimes cannot be forgiven
Evenly matched our bodies writhe
Crisis of faith we held inside
I don't know how long we've been
In the ring
Our bloodied fists torn from the sky
Still my unanswered questions why
It seems to me that true belief
Comes from the way to box with God
Leaving heart-shaped bruises all over me
You seem to be, akin to beasts of burden
Working for a master never seen
I don't know if you think about me while you're beating me down
So I've got the spite to go all night, to break through you
I'll tear apart my faith
Won't look the other way
Cause you can't prove to me that
You're a worthy cause, but you
You never showed your love
No olive branch by dove
Saints and sinners know
Some crimes cannot be forgiven
Evenly matched our bodies writhe
Crisis of faith we held inside
I don't know how long we've been
In the ring
Our bloodied fists torn from the sky
Still my unanswered questions why
It seems to me that true belief
Comes from the way to box with God
Visions of the ashes of your words
You're breaking melancholy down
For those who can believe you
For those who can believe in you
I'll tear apart my faith
Won't look the other way
If you prove to me that
You're a worthy cause, but you
You never showed your love
No olive branch by dove
Saints and sinners know
Some crimes cannot be forgiven
Evenly matched our bodies writhe
Crisis of faith we held inside
I don't know how long we've been
In the ring
Our bloodied fists torn from the sky
Still my unanswered questions why
It seems to me that true belief
Comes from the way to box with God
Leaving heart-shaped bruises all over me
You seem to be, akin to beasts of burden
Working for a master never seen
I don't know if you think about me while you're beating me down
So I've got the spite to go all night, to break through you
I'll tear apart my faith
Won't look the other way
Cause you can't prove to me that
You're a worthy cause, but you
You never showed your love
No olive branch by dove
Saints and sinners know
Some crimes cannot be forgiven
Evenly matched our bodies writhe
Crisis of faith we held inside
I don't know how long we've been
In the ring
Our bloodied fists torn from the sky
Still my unanswered questions why
It seems to me that true belief
Comes from the way to box with God
Writer: Jacob Hausthor
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