The Words You Speak

Will you tell me there's no use
If we can't find the truth?
From the outside looking in,
Where should we begin?

It seems like we should be moving on
From the things we're caught up on that keep us in the wrong —

— From the things that mock the truth
And disguise the real you
And pretend its alright
To live inside your lie.

Promise me
That the words you speak are what you mean;
That you'll disregard your apathy
And find peace in the air you breathe.

Tell me there's a common ground
In the meaning behind all the sounds
That leave your mouth.
Promise me now,
And let's rewrite our future.

Spilling lies,
Acting like nothing exists
Outside of your excuses
And your judgement
While I clinch my fists!

Promise me
That the words you speak are what you mean;
That you'll disregard your apathy
And find peace in the air you breathe.

Tell me there's a common ground
In the meaning behind all the sounds
That leave your mouth.
Promise me now,
And let's rewrite our future.