Walking Is Still Honest (Live)
Dear mother, this is just survival
Can't promise your children everything
But you won't lie so they can sleep tonight
Defeat tasted nothing like you said
Still 22 days left 'till the end of the world
My legacy was making you a man
For a justice I could not change
This is one voice not to forget
Fight every fight like you can win
An iron-fisted champion, an iron-willed fuck up
Can anybody tell me why God won't speak to me?
Why Jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas
Why death is easier than living
You can be almost anything when you're on your fucking knees, not today
Not my son, my family
Not while walking is still honest and you haven't given up on me
Dear shithead, this isn't happening
The sky is really falling
The paint's all made of lead
There's asbestos in the walls
Hell's coming to rip off the doors
To your privileged heaven
Do you want to love and feel it?
You can look, but you can't taste it
You can reach, but you'll never have it
We are untouchable, untouchable is something to be
Can anybody tell me why God won't speak to me?
Why Jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas
Why death is easier than living
You can be almost anything when you're on your fucking knees, not today
Not my son, my family
Not while walking is still honest and you haven't given up on me
You haven't given up on me
You haven't forgotten me
Can't promise your children everything
But you won't lie so they can sleep tonight
Defeat tasted nothing like you said
Still 22 days left 'till the end of the world
My legacy was making you a man
For a justice I could not change
This is one voice not to forget
Fight every fight like you can win
An iron-fisted champion, an iron-willed fuck up
Can anybody tell me why God won't speak to me?
Why Jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas
Why death is easier than living
You can be almost anything when you're on your fucking knees, not today
Not my son, my family
Not while walking is still honest and you haven't given up on me
Dear shithead, this isn't happening
The sky is really falling
The paint's all made of lead
There's asbestos in the walls
Hell's coming to rip off the doors
To your privileged heaven
Do you want to love and feel it?
You can look, but you can't taste it
You can reach, but you'll never have it
We are untouchable, untouchable is something to be
Can anybody tell me why God won't speak to me?
Why Jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas
Why death is easier than living
You can be almost anything when you're on your fucking knees, not today
Not my son, my family
Not while walking is still honest and you haven't given up on me
You haven't given up on me
You haven't forgotten me
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Gabel
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