Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I don't know what we're supposed to be
But I know we lost it
Along the way to something better
Something so much more than pleasure
That we seek so blind inside
To fill these wholes
Left by these lies
That we tell to ourselves
As we manufacture our own hell
[Verse 2]
I'll walk you through a broken dream
Just to find the source of
Naivety, the crushing feather
Crushing so much more than ever
As we live our simple lives
And play these roles
Writ by these lies
So compelled by this spell
As we manufacture our own hell
[Verse 3]
Nothing will be free
Nothing will be done
Nothing will be free
Nothing will be done
[Verse 4]
Black out the sun
Black out the sun
Equal misery for you and me
Black out the sun
[Verse 5]
Nothing will be left for me
Erosion of my sanity
All I feel is enemies
Surrounding my whole world
My whole world
[Verse 6]
My whole world
[Verse 7]
Nothing will be free
Nothing will be done
Nothing will be free
Nothing will be done
[Verse 8]
Black out the sun
Black out the sun
Written by: Alexis Vaness Mincolla, Andrew Christian Means, Chase Robert Brawner, Justin Michael Hanson, Sean Beavan, Xavier Lopez Swafford
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