Tomorrow کے بول

Fear, I will eat your cancer like a thorn Piercing through me, breaking like a storm Through the emptiness of hope Trust, I will wear your spirit like a crown Bleeding down me, screaming like the sound Of the tears that I have wept Sell me your faith and I'll feed you my sorrow Lose all your all hope and abandon tomorrow Show me the way to salvation There has to be a way To find your grace Faith, I will write your language like a stain Raging through me, coursing like a pain Through the center of despair Sell me your faith and I'll feed you my sorrow Lose all your all hope and abandon tomorrow Show me the way to salvation There has to be a way To find your grace There has to be a way To find your grace Strip away my name so you can peer beneath Found my hope in fear and beat myself to sleep Wake me up, so I can heal, so I can see There has to be a way There has to be a way To find your grace There has to be a way To find your grace To find a place where you can hide And hope tomorrow never dies