This is gospel for the fallen ones locked away in permanent slumber Assembling their philosophy from pieces of broken memories Oh oh oh oh oh oh This is the beat of my heart
Gnashing teeth and criminal tongues conspire against the odds but they haven’t seen the best of us yet
If love me, let me go If love me, let me go
Cause these words are nice enough to leave scars for fear of falling apart And truth be told I never was yours for fear for fear of falling apart
Oh oh oh oh oh This is the beat of my heart
This is gospel for the vagabonds, ne’re-do-wells and insufferable bastards Confessing their prophecies led away by imperfect impostors
Oh oh oh oh oh oh This is the beat of my heart
Don’t try and sleep through the end of the world and bury me alive ‘cause I won’t give up without a fight
If love me, let me go If love me, let me go
Cause these words are nice enough to leave scars for fear of falling apart And truth be told I never was yours for fear for fear of falling apart