Envy - Chevelle

How will this pan out?

Search and wish so loud

Keep a candle burning

To each his own should live

Before I turn in envy

I learn through sorrow

I turn in envy

And go to the wall

See how the colors run

And feel your Sunday rest

Give me a name, bring it in

Some change is for the best

I may not win the race, I may not reach the top

Or I may not live your way, doesn’t mean I’m stuck here

We may not fit the mold, kind of going off

Well, the medicine inside, takes a stronger hold, as we

Turn in envy

I learn through sorrow

I turn in envy

And go to the wall

Before I burn with envy

I learn through sorrow I

Burn with envy

And go to the wall

To the wall, to the wall

To the wall, to the wall

To the wall, to the wall

Before I turn envy (to the wall)

I learn through sorrow (to the wall)

I burn with envy (to the wall)

And go (to the wall)

To the wall