Running After Nothing

You don't need my hand
If once you builded up yourself for good
Drowing into quicksand
No matter how much is passing through
.
I've seen our faith start to grow
As the same time we had swords behind
Never felt it'd will be good enough
Now that I don't need to pretend or hide
.
How long will this take, my love?
How long will you still running after nothing?
Looking for something to justify
A simple, slighted and useless something
.
Now you can stop lying
If once I heard everything you had to say
Paroxysm of crying
Give your defences for the first highway
.
Once you seemed to be
Even if I knew you never would
.
How will you late to learn the lesson?
How long will you see me leaving once more?
Looking for reason to give
Running after nothing, knock the fucking door