Hanging on by a thread, I pull myself back up
'Cause I'll be God damned if this is the rop from which I hang myself
In desperate times we live by desperate means
We put our faith, love, and sanity into anyone, even the unseen
As long as it will make us feel good, whole, and complete
We'll put our trust into anything, if it takes away this uncertainty
The problems go unfixed, the anger goes unchecked
The emptiness goes unfed
The devotion remains to what will undo us
In desperate times we live by desperate means
I can't blame you for doing the same
So heres the choice: The truth or the end of a rope
I've never seen someone so scared of death
So eager to lay down and die
The problems go unfixed, the anger goes unchecked
The eptiness goes unfed, the devotion remains to what will undo us
Get your rope
Devotion
