It hangs from a corner in the room, stares and sends mixed messages What do I have? What do I have worth giving? What if it isn't mine to give away? Tear pieces off anyway As it tears pieces off of me anyway Shackled, weighted and aware, but necessary For humans other than you They're children of God just like me and you They're sons and daughters of a God just like me and you. And we've had years to get out of this, Or just let it spiral through our skin and through the streets Tear it down, tear it down Faith, blinding faith I heard your voice through the stars as my Head pounds, pounds, pounds against the wall Against the wall for nothing "Tear it down", you said "Tear it down again and again and again until it's right" But it'll never be right because faith is Blind and wants love at a higher kind of price But not like this and not for them because it's not worth it They want it all They want it all They want it all They want it all