As Cities Burn

They say that good boys walk straight on white lines,
Good boys keep their livers clean
And smoke out of their lungs
Cause it's all about what you've done
Good boys don't make mistakes to learn from
Cause when heaven comes
They won't be caught being young
Grace make your way to the well
To those who deserve it
After all they've earned it
But vain, it's in vain
Cause they don't need it
They're steady breathers
Who won't lift a finger for the gasping weaker
You just hoard your hollow completion
Like it's something wearing thin
Like it's gonna get you in
When heaven comes
Cause when heaven comes
I swear it comes in love
Grace make your way to the well
To those who deserve it
After all they've earned it
But vain, it's in vain
Cause they don't need it
Now i let go of your hand somewhere between
Love and what it demands of me
Grace make your way