Children ball and raise on a Sunday
Hearing what the leaders say,
A story missing to learn,
All the words are left alone
But I've been running and fighting
And I can feel the devil is close
So, it's gonna follow me down
It's gonna follow me down
Last rains in a lost city
Dark lights healing, no pain
Last rites for a place I'd call
Fear is in the world for society
Hungry for the heresy, never in town
A spark that glistens for the
Souls of a mission canonize
fighting to save my only life
And I can feel the rapture is close, so
It's gonna follow me down
It's gonna follow me down
Last rites in a lost city
Dark lights keepin' me from feelin'
it's for a place I call my home
Let's write in a lost city
Tongue -tied, healing, no pity
Let's write for a place I call my home
Oh -oh -oh, oh -oh -oh, oh -oh -oh