this is gospel for the fallen ones locked away in permanent slumber assembling their philosophies from pieces of broken memories oh oh whoa oh oh oh oh this is the beat of my heart this is the beat of my heart oh oh whoa oh oh oh oh this is the beat of my heart this is the beat of my heart their gnashing teeth and criminal tongues conspire against the odds but they haven t seen the best of us yet if you love me let me go if you love me let me go cause these words are knives and often leave scars the fear of falling apart and truth be told i never was yours the fear the fear of falling apart whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh this is the beat of my heart this is the beat of my heart oh oh oh oh oh oh oh whoa oh this is the beat of my heart this is the beat of my this is gospel for the vagabonds ne er do wells and insufferable bastards confessing their apostasies led away by imperfect impostors  oh oh whoa oh oh oh oh this is the beat of my heart this is the beat of my heart oh oh whoa oh oh oh oh this is the beat of my heart this is the beat of my 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 you love me let me go if you love me let me go cause these words are knives and often leave scars the fear of falling apart and truth be told i never was yours the fear the fear of falling apart the fear of falling apart the fear the fear of falling apart the fear of falling apart the fear of falling apart the fear of falling apart the fear of falling apart