Untreatable Disease

Hope, is unborn memories Untreatable disease Broken ties are crashing in around me Home, is supposed to be safe If the future's on the take Then these plans can hardly count as fate And you You were right Hope, is a mortal enemy It's got me on my knees Bound and gagged and begging for mercy And home, is never far away At the bottom of a grave Left for dead and finally found it's place And you You were right You were right You were right Hope, is knowing this won't last That the memories will pass And the future is all you'll ever have Home, destroyed by consequence A means to finally end Burn it out and let it live again Cause you You were right You were right You were right You were right To find your own way Left behind I'll follow someday You were right To find your own way Left behind I'll follow someday You were right You were right You were right