Lyrics: Daniel Lawrence Hall/Issac Frank
Music: Daniel Lawrence Hall/Issac Frank
Wasted conversations, so manipulated
Dialing stone-cold white noise in your ear
A daughter to the drama (drama), addicted like your father
And between the lines you cut, it's all becoming clear
So who do you pray for when you can't speak out loud?
If you're lookin' for a saviour
And now you're lost, now you're lost in the crowd
So, have you ever thought of healin' the bruises?
Does it hurt when you're feelin' alone?
Sick and tired of excuses that won't make you happier
Have you ever moved across the equator?
It might be far 'til you make it a home
We're realignin' the blueprint, could that make you happier at all?
(Yeah, at all, whoa)
I guess it's kinda overbearin' dancin' with those devils
They hear you cry, but no one answers in Heaven, oh
I bet she's proud of you regardless
Put a good word with your guilty conscience
And it's all part of the greater plan that you're not seein' yet (seein' yet)
So who do you pray for (pray for)
When you can't speak out loud? (Out loud)
If you're lookin' for a saviour?
'Cause now you're lost, now you're lost in the crowd
So, have you ever thought of healin' the bruises?
Does it hurt when you're feelin' alone?
Sick and tired of excuses that won't make you happier
Have you ever moved across the equator?
It might be far 'til you make it a home
We're realignin' the blueprint, could that make you happier at all?
Whoa
No, whoa
Yeah, could that make you happier?