this is gospel

this is gospel for the fallen ones

locked away in permanent slumber

assembling their philosophies

from pieces of broken memories

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

these words are knives and often leave scars

the fear of falling apart

truth be told

i never was yours

the fear of falling apart

this is gospel for the vagabonds

ne'er-do-wells and insufferable bastards

confessing their apostasies

led away by imperfect impostors

don't try to 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

these words are knives and often leave scars

the fear of falling apart

truth be told

i never was yours

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

the fear of falling apart

the fear of falling apart