Let go
Of all that you perceive
Everything’s not as it seems
Let go
Of all that you perceive
Everything’s not as it seems
See the [?]
For what it is
Not what it can give
Make your way
You’re lost within
That’s no way to live
[?] we commanded
We believe we’re all forgiven
The mark of the man
Is not where he stands
Where he stands
Where he stands
When all is right in the world
It’s what he does
When the [?]
The [?]
[?]
Puts is soul
Put down his soul, in Hell[?]
The bravery [?]
[?] the worry
His life on the edge, but his soul survives
His head in [?] in, but he’s [?] inside
They hold his feet to the fire
Hoping he’ll be inspired
The last of the bottle
Will know your name
Don’t let shame replace who you’ll be
With who you are
Contempt is a weak metaphor building
[?] of wonder
Ask a man on his d**h bed what he truly believes
He will say, it’s all trophies, all the places he’s seen
The unanswered questions
Leave the greatest impressions
Let go of all that you perceive
Everything’s not what it seems