Everybody's looking for a reason
To say they're not okay,
And everybody’s searching for something to believe in
So a celebrity hears you when you pray.
Feign admiration, segregation,
When hell comes to call.
Deny absolution, restitution
Without reason for them all.

I don’t need another cause to fight
As I have enough to spare,
So forget your resolution
For it’s in ancient disrepair.
Believe and cry to the stars
If they’re all that you can see.
If beyond this I find my call,
I’ll leave without a hint of me.

So you think you’re going to fall?
Hold on tight, my dear.
If only for lack of will
The devil may appear.
With all behind you, dead and gone
You feel free to live your life
Without the woes and cries in this,
The world you see through strife.