Killing God For Giving You Asthma Lyrics

At the end of the day, we all dream alone

Holding out for hope in the corpses of homes

I just think my friends all deserve what they're owed

For a lifetime of hanging on the ropes

No more faith in god, just faith in each other

What small victories day-to-day we could muster

We're all just paying for the sins of our fathers

And I don't think it's ending soon

Every day spent searching for ways to get through

If you hold on to me, I'll hold on to you

The world keeps spinning but we spin too

I hope you feel better soon

We sell our souls for somewhere to sleep

But you have always been home to me

For all the nights I lied awake, for all the days I wasted in dreams

Oh, you have always been home to me

Every day spent searching for ways to get through

If you hold on to me, I'll hold on to you

The world keeps spinning but we spin too

I hope you feel better soon

Cosmic indifference, grant us deliverance

Make us the instrument by which you care

We sapient stardust, still searching for solace

Whole galaxies live and die alone out there

In all those songs you found lifelines

Those lyrics that kept you afloat

Drew your own stars to fill out the night sky

Wrote yourself a guide on how to build hope

And you know the healing will hurt

It cuts the deepest and scars the worst

But you're stronger than that, I'm sure

Don't doubt your worth

Cause at the end of the day, we all dream alone