Drowned out, by every voice embedding doubt In any certainty I thought that I'd found Alone I find it hard to trust myself Faith is a comfort that I've never felt Seems like I'm missing a component and I'm broken But a moment of peace is all I need to keep going Spiteful talk, a rot that hangs in the air I'll press on, I'm not going anywhere Our amity died long ago I still remember when we called it home But I've abandoned hope for such a place Now that malevolence has taken shape Drifting away until I've lost myself So I'll hide it from everyone else Cause nobody else aligns Spiteful talk, a rot that hangs in the air We'll press on, we're not going anywhere Anywhere