I. I could be anything. But for the fault that I've acquired on my way. We. We were the end of it. But now we see the sun shining in our face. We see the sun shining in our face. So come on come on we can be saved. The lives we live the wars we wage. When everyone just tells us how to feel. We're sleeping at the wheel. And I. I would give anything. But for the grace of God I'm here and still aware. We know the end is overrated. We've became the walls we raise. We don't believe enough but we still cared. Standing on the edge without a prayer. So come on come on it's all we got. Our hands are full our lives are not. The loose affiliation with the real. We're sleeping at the wheel. All of the time we've lost. All of the love we gave. And now these hands are tied. I can't help thinking. That I was in the days I was losing my place. I was screaming out at everything. Waiting for the walls to come down. Before my moments starts of fade. But everything that's perfect falls away. So come on come on we can be saved. The lives we live the wars we wage. When everyone just tells us how to feel. We're sleeping at the wheel. We're sleeping at the wheel. Just sleeping at the wheel