The faces all around me they don't smile they just crack, waiting for our ship to come but our ship's not coming back. We do our time like pennies in a jar, what are we saving for? What are we saving for?

There's a smell of stale fear that's reeking from our skins. The drinking never stops because the drinks absolve our sins. We sit and grow our roots into the floor, but what are we waiting for? What are we waiting for?

So give me something to believe, cause I am living just to breathe, and I need something more to keep on breathing for. So give me something to believe

Something's always coming you can hear it in the ground. It swells into the air with the rising, rising sound, and never comes, but shakes the boards and rattles all the doors, what are we waiting for? What are we waiting for?

So give me something to believe, cause I am living just to breathe, and I need something more to keep on breathing for, so give me something to believe.

I am hiding from some beast but the beast was always here, watching without eyes because the beast is just my fear that I am just nothing, now its just what I've become... What am I waiting for? It's already done.

So give me something to believe, cause I am living just to breathe, and I need something more to keep on breathing for so give me something to believe.