Temple

I saw the fog in the desert through a photograph
Like white doves hanging from shattered wings
The rodeo pull of your wild heart
Let's tone it down please

I'll follow you down follow you down follow you
Follow you down follow you down follow you
Laughing in the face of a loaded gun you might follow your own advice

We work hard
We're not satisfied
We're not lost
We are sanctified
We lost hope
We're not socialized
We have soul
We are sanctified

I've got a photo fading in the desert sun now that all is said and done
I see the temple low and rising
I feel the system come undone

I want to follow you down follow you down follow you
Follow you down follow you down follow you
Laughing in the face of a loaded gun you might follow your own advice

We work hard
We're not satisfied
We're not lost
We are sanctified
We lost hope
We're not socialized
We have soul
We are sanctified

We work hard
(Lost in the feeling)
We're not satisfied
(Cities are burning)
We're not lost
(Lost in the feeling)
We are sanctified
(Cities are burning)
We lost hope
(Lost in the feeling)
We're not socialized
(Cities are burning)
We have soul
(Lost in the feeling)
We are sanctified
(Cities are burning)