Dogma

And I'm bleeding out my nose
Ma, your sons dying in these four walls
And her face was at a loss for words
Cause I said I wash my hands of this

And this hole that's sipping from my heart
Preacher can you bring me to my knees
And maybe I've lost this life
But I find your sentence is full of needs

(Do you believe that you're lost?)

And I'm running down now I guess this rivers a flood since
I filled it up so high
And my bridges are breaking down cause I've been giving out
At best you cant buy my eyes

(Do you believe that you're lost?)

But I fall
I didn't see the holes in his hands
Fall
I didn't see the holes in his hands

I am losing too much blood by my own hands
And we are just the beggars helping this next one find their crumb
Does this cross mean nothing to you
She said I'm dependent on your proof
If I broke down backwards in flesh and light
Would you even know my name?

Well this dogma is facing me down
And I am losing what's left of sound
Its the nights that boast
When the suns not young
I'll dress to run into you

(Do you believe that you're lost?)

And I fall
I wanna see the holes in his hands
Fall
I didn't see the holes in his hands

And is Jesus on the other line?
I only need a sec of his time
Go an knock me down
Take the walls of this room
Something prove me to you

(Do you believe that you're lost?)

And I fall
I wanna see the holes in his hands
Fall
I didn't see the holes in his hands
Fall
I didn't see the holes in his hands
Fall
I didn't see the holes in his hands

(Do you believe that you're lost?)