Are you building up your faith? Just to burn down all your sins? Are you treading someone elses path Just to forget where you've been? You can't erase the past Or cover up the tracks you've made in this endless maize. You can't erase the past But you still hold your breath I am no hero, I am no god. I do not preach, I do not speak in tongues. I'm just as lost and weak as the next But when it comes to giving up I am relentless. And when I find my last shred of hope I will not let it go I'll hold it to my chest Until my heart stops beating And my bones picked clean. Some need a lover Some need a god Some need a bottle To find the strength it takes to carry on When all you truly need is the air in your lungs And eager blood coursing through your veins. I think I've found my own salvation Where the river ends and the sunrise starts. I've found my own salvation. A place to soak my calloused feet And hang my heavy head. A place to dress my wounds And rest my broken back A place in my heart in mind where i can live and die in peace. I am no hero, I am no god. I do not preach, I do not speak in tongues. I'm just a stubborn man that doesn't know How to give up