Writing on the Walls - Underoath

Maybe we Why dont we Sit right here for half an hour

We’ll speak of what a waste I am And how we messed up it again

I swear we need to find some comfort in this run down place

To preach the cup of this constant state that we live in And I try, I try

How can you try

To place us all

To fit the shape of Until we break

Falling down, Yeah

You to move on, move on!

You must do what they show you

At this rate we cant give up Taking back all the things I’ve said

Taking back all the things I’ve said

My seconds just stand still

Hear me through then I swear I’ll go We walk alone

We walk alone

We walk alone

We walk alone

We walk alone

We walk alone

Back home

Alone, Back home

You’re almost gone and I’m okay

I still see your sorrow

To give you time to be afraid

Put over your face again

I remember your presence

I’ll hope to god you come down

I’ll hope to god you feel this now

I’ll hope to god you come down

I’ll hope to I know there must be some way out of here

And part of them will be waiting there