Fiasco

We don't need the devil To tell us it's okay 'Cause we mocked the straight and narrow And chose our own way So we are to blame All these things I make turn to grey Naked and cold, I bury my head in shame Life giving breath, what does it take to make it right? Gripping So tightly To delusions of reality Reality All these things I make turn to grey Naked and cold, I bury my head in shame Life giving breath, what does it take to make it right? When we choose to walk this path alone We're bound to lose our way But if the song of heaven rings in our hearts Then we'll find our destiny Yeah! All these things I make turn to grey Naked and cold, I bury my head Life giving breath, you know, I'll do whatever it takes (whatever it takes) To make it right My heart is in Your hands