You're missing the signs, because it's not what you're looking for
Faith is no bargain, cheaply bought off of trickster hands
The way of the shark is a middle way
And the end of the road is a sharp mouth of knives that thirsts for the clenching
Everything I need, everything I touch
Turns to quicksand
The harder I try, I try so hard
It slips right through my fingers
Belief is a virtue which no conjurer can fable for idle ears
The path of the unfailing is a lion's den for the simple-hearted
In the end, it’s the gap of the serpent that burrows in the deep
Everything I need, everything I touch
Turns to quicksand
The harder I try, I try so hard
It slips right through my fingers
I am the awaited burst with the sun in my back
Burning your wounds and igniting mine
I am wine to your water
No matter how much you pour the dilution it won't whitewash my wrong
I am the awaited burst with the sun in my back
Burning your wounds and igniting mine
Clash and collide
The harder I try, I try so hard
Everything I need, everything I touch
Turns to quicksand
The harder I try, I try so hard
It slips right through my fingers
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