In My Soul

there's a sweet reluctant symphony in your head
 a cold start is better served it makes you shut your mouth
 (I've been lifted)
 if moderation was the cause then you'd say it's the reason
 but I'd say it's the reason I remember you at all
 and I won't stay on the ground it keeps my options open
 I look for signs you've weakened
 I see the signs you're beaten something I would not know of
 she screams I can't waste tomorrow
 I've already come out alive
 I've done everything you wanted
 pushed everything aside
 she screams out loud
 do you want to fight
 who'll raise their fists tonight
 who'll praise their fallen savior with heads held high
 now when a simple blessing becomes a sacrifice
 you can sell our souls to devils to wet their appetites
 she screams I can't waste tomorrow
 I've already come out alive
 I've done everything you wanted
 pushed everything aside
 she screams out loud
 there's a hell of a lot more than you think I know
 I know a hell of a lot more than you think I know
 and when the ground doesn't give away
 just use your rights to bury me
 because you always say that there's always
 a sweet reluctant symphony
 it lets you shut your mouth and still defy me
 she screams I can't waste tomorrow
 I've already come out alive
 I've done everything you wanted
 pushed everything aside
 she screams out loud
 there's a hell of a lot more than you think I know
 I know a hell of a lot more than you think I know
 there's no way to remember this, I've been lifted