Rose-tinted View
And Satellites That Compromise The Truth
I Wanted More
With The Cuts And The Bruises
Touch My Face
A Hopeless Embrace

Faith, It Drives Me Away
But It Turns Me On
Like A Strangers Love
It Rockets Through The Universe
It Fuels The Lies, It Feeds The Curse
We Too Could Be
Glorious

I Need To Believe
But I Still Want More
With The Cuts And The Bruises
Don't Close The Door
On What You Adore

Faith, It Drives Me Away
But It Turns Me On
Like A Strangers Love
It Rockets Through The Universe
It Fuels The Lies, It Feeds The Curse
We Too Could Be
Glorious