Rose-tinted view And satellites that compromise the truth I wanted more With the cuts and the bruises Touch my face
A hopeless embrace
Faith, it drives me away But it turns me on Like a strangers love It rockets through the universe It fuels the lies, it feeds the curse We, too, could be glorious
I need to believe But I still want more With the cuts and the bruises DonÂŽt close the door On what you adore
Faith, it drives me away But it turns me on Like a strangers love
It rockets through the universe It fuels the lies, it feeds the curse We, too, could be glorious