I Don't Believe You
Patrick Judge, Ryan Clark
When aimless hearts are suffering alone
And hope has turned its tide
When souls are empty, where do you go
For the resolution
We heard you calling, selling a solve
A way to heal our wounds
A violent passage soothing us all
For a time
It sounds like a fury
I'm sure it is
Something to cure me
The problem is
I don't believe you
No
I don't believe you
No
We stand here bleeding, left to atone
To pacify ourselves
We bought your gospel down to the bone
For a lie
That sounds like a fury
Whatever the voice you claim to be
Save your breath
The faintest faults are plain to see
Whatever the face your remedy
Lines you've read
Your vision holds no truth for me
But it sounds like a fury