I am walking in your shoes For just a mile or
two My heals are all torn But I will dig
them in for you
I feel the pain you've
known And the seeds of hate you've
sown They're scattered on the grownd and I can
barely step around Insanity and pain The
things you will not name Growing in the
feilds Spinning with the wheels
And
wind of time and whimsy Your excuses and your
flimsy lies I'm running out of faith I'm
tired of saving face And where the hell is
grace I didn't ask for second place
I
am picking through the weeds And I'm falling
to my knees And this is where I'll leave your
shoes And step away from these Insanity
and pain Who will take the blame
Beyond
your will and whimsy No excuses no more flimsy
lies I'm running out of faith I'm tired of
saving face And where the hell is grace I
didnt ask for second place I'm running out of
faith I'm tired of saving face And where
the hell is grace I didnt ask for second place
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