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