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Love can be beautiful and true, so often misplaced, but faith is quick to fade
with emptiness and sorrow
And it s said it is enduring, but faith is quick to fade Last, maybe it s foolish to hold on in vain
Though it s broken and bleeding, but it might be the finest part of me
There s no dignity or shame when hope is put to death, and i ll thank god that hope dies last
And it s said it is enduring, and i ll thank god that hope dies last
Or is it bravery, and when it ends there s almost nothing that remains, love holds on a little longer its death is more violent
I am wounded but unslain, hope dies last Redemption, then i ll rise and fight again
and when it ends there s almost nothing that remains
hope dies last
I will lay me down and bleed for a while, but faith is quick to fade
and when it ends there s almost nothing that remains
There s no dignity or shame when hope is put to death, though it s broken and bleeding
Leaving cynicism grinning in its wake, or is it bravery
hope has no plans of going quiet into the night
But faith is quick to fade, i m not sure that i agree
And when it ends there s almost nothing that remains, there s no words to soothe the pain and you ll beg for the end to your breath
It fights without concern for vanity, hope dies screaming and fighting with all it has
Hope has no plans of going quiet into the night, i m not sure that i agree
Hope dies screaming and fighting with all it has, dignity is sacrificed to desperation
With emptiness and sorrow, but it might be the finest part of me Redemption, dignity is sacrificed to desperation
I am wounded but unslain, leaving cynicism grinning in its wake
Faith is quick to die these days, i am wounded but unslain
Though it s broken and bleeding, hope dies screaming and fighting with all it has, it quietly gives up the ghost
But it might be the finest part of me, leaving cynicism grinning in its wake Last, so often misplaced
maybe it s foolish to hold on in vain
and in time we just might learn to love again
but it might be the finest part of me
It quietly gives up the ghost, hope has no plans of going quiet into the night
after what you have put me through
hope has no plans of going quiet into the night
And when it ends there s almost nothing that remains, so often misplaced
so often misplaced
Hope has no plans of going quiet into the night, hope dies screaming and fighting with all it has
Hope dies last, hope has no plans of going quiet into the night Last, there s no dignity or shame when hope is put to death
Hope dies last, it quietly gives up the ghost
Dignity is sacrificed to desperation, and when it ends there s almost nothing that remains Dies, i will lay me down and bleed for a while
faith is quick to die these days
Hope has no plans of going quiet into the night, love holds on a little longer its death is more violent
and in time we just might learn to love again
Love can be beautiful and true, love can be beautiful and true
And yet hope will have you coming back for more, is it just being stubborn in the face of futility
There s no dignity or shame when hope is put to death, with emptiness and sorrow, hope dies screaming and fighting with all it has
it quietly gives up the ghost
Hope has no plans of going quiet into the night, love can be beautiful and true
i am wounded but unslain
Dignity is sacrificed to desperation, put faith in enemies more than in friends they re much less likely to betray
Maybe it s foolish to hold on in vain, hope has no plans of going quiet into the night
With emptiness and sorrow, with choking sobs we pick up the pieces and grow Redemption, is it just being stubborn in the face of futility
But hope is not prepared to lose its fight, dignity is sacrificed to desperation
I m not sure that i agree, there s no words to soothe the pain and you ll beg for the end to your breath Hope, and it s said it is enduring
hope has no plans of going quiet into the night
Hope dies screaming and fighting with all it has, hope has no plans of going quiet into the night, but it might be the finest part of me
Love can be beautiful and true, but it might be the finest part of me Redemption, hope dies screaming and fighting with all it has