Taking everything as a sign of the divine Or of a purpose that you're never going to find
In every second you can find a tragedy Coincidence can be dismissed as meant to be.
And you'll have what's left Anyone's guess is better than a quest for meaning or enlightenment That never ends.
Making promises changes honest men into shadows chasing lies When it's all just a game of faking love to hold your place From side to side face to face Not getting by without a taste
In every second you can find a tragedy Coincidence can be dismissed as meant to be.
Something cold is grabbing for my chest [4x]
And it's not letting go And I'll never know If it's the doubt or the faith or the love Or the hate or the fear that it's all for show