Dying is easy
It's living that's hard
It's so disturbing to hear what you're fearing
Rain of terror out in the cold
Give 'em what they want
Give 'em what they need
Pure sincerity
Pure sincerity
It's what made me born from insanity
Pure sincerity
Pure!
Questions asked, the answers come quickly
Remorse can be so dangerous
Wolf in the fold, terror within
Out in the cold
Give 'em what they want
Give 'em what they need
Pure sincerity
Pure sincerity
It's what made me born from insanity
Pure sincerity
The things I am
The things that I've become
The wings of honor
Son of Father
Don't know if I can stand
Where I once fucking stood
If I could, if I could
Don't you think I fucking would!
Things to come, it must be from the heart
Things to come
Are these shadows of things from the past?
Are these the shadows of things to come?
Things come, to come!
Things to come
Where do we go?
Where do we go?
Pure sincerity
Pure sincerity
It's what made me born from insanity
Pure sincerity
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written by BRADLEY FAFARA / JOHN BOECKLIN / JEFFREY KENDRICK / JONATHAN MILLER / MICHAEL SPREITZER
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