I will sing and shout,
if that's what you've asked for.
And I will live life proud,
shining your light on it.
Crash.
It's like a paperweight
fell from the clouds onto my head
without a touch of pain.
And like a winner's crutch,
it's just too much to take.
I keep my vices in the closet
waiting for a chance to take
all that is left of me.
And, I need to remember at times...
That this head of mine,
Well... it's not always screwed on right.
I'm not always right.
And I know what you promised,
I'm completely aware...
But I'm asking, Lord,
I need to know...
I just need to know...
What we're here for...
What we're made for...
What we breathe for..
What we bleed for...
What are we here for?
I'm begging...
if that's what you've asked for.
And I will live life proud,
shining your light on it.
Crash.
It's like a paperweight
fell from the clouds onto my head
without a touch of pain.
And like a winner's crutch,
it's just too much to take.
I keep my vices in the closet
waiting for a chance to take
all that is left of me.
And, I need to remember at times...
That this head of mine,
Well... it's not always screwed on right.
I'm not always right.
And I know what you promised,
I'm completely aware...
But I'm asking, Lord,
I need to know...
I just need to know...
What we're here for...
What we're made for...
What we breathe for..
What we bleed for...
What are we here for?
I'm begging...