Lost Things - Hold the Line

The blind speak of light
From the darkness where they hide
Selling nooses to the martyrs
Praise the Son but damn the daughters
The snide speak of love
Point to their mantels where it's hung
Scream for justice to be found
"Give us Barabbas! Fuck the crown!"
Death to the crown! Death to the crown!
Give us Barabbas, singing death to the crown!

Tell me, have we crossed the line?
Is there no turning back?
Have we run out of time?
Fading, feel death all around
Trading in our hope for a crown

Can truth be told if we don't know
The hate we hide inside our bones?
Holding fast to vacant lore
This can't be all, there must be more

Can truth be told if we don't know
The hate we hide inside our bones?
Can truth be told?
We'll never know
We'll never know
We'll never know

Written by:
Brett Vander Laan, Jesse Mancillas, Jordan White

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