there s a face that s just like mine i used to wear it all the time but i gave that up because i am no slave of a man sittin in my bed i m tryin oh my god i think i m dyin and my poor mother s crying confused and sad in the other room somebody tipped me off again i used to think that i knew my friends but it s not the same as putting away your pride laying in my yard and sleeping wondering what house i m keeping knowing i can run but i can t hide if there s a place i m supposed to go then why do i know what you don t know does salvation only come for those who need it what s the point in being right denying you have seen the light to wreck their faith because you don t believe it it s funny how people pay for answers are kinder in the face of cancer and change when they feel nothing ever will standing outside a southern riot on a street where it s still quiet virginia i just had to try it so don t you beat me home somebody hit me off again i used to think i knew my friends but i feel the weight of never coming through oh my god i think i m dyin in the backseat realizing i could never feel the way you do if there s a place i m supposed to be a reason i don t feel like me a purpose and a gift and a receiver there was a day that i was sure that i was meant for so much more and now i wonder if i m a believer satellite in the great unknown i don t wanna know if we re not alone i don t want to yield to anything but jesus the facts against your fading faith they re in my head and in my face and yelling out of love oh please believe us 
['modern folk rock']