Oh no I just keep on falling
(Back to the same old…)
Where’s hope when misery comes crawling?
(on my way-ay)
With your faith you’ll trigger a landslide
(victory)
To kill off this common sense of mine

It takes acquired minds to taste, to taste, to taste this wine
You can’t down it with your eyes
So we don’t need the headlines
We don’t need the headlines
We just want…

(We want the airways back, we want the airways back)

Everybody sing like it’s the last song you will ever sing
Tell me, tell me, do you feel the pressure now?
Everybody live like it’s the last day you will ever see
Tell me, tell me, do you feel the pressure now?

Right now you’re the only reason
(I’m not letting go, oh…)
and im out if everyone’s worth pleasing
(wa ah)
You’ll trigger a landslide
(Victory)
to kill off their finite state of mind

It takes acquired minds to taste, to taste, to taste this wine
You can’t down it with your eyes
So we don’t need the headlines
No, we don’t want your headlines
We just want…

(We want the airways back, we want the airways)

Everybody sing like it’s the last song you will ever sing
Tell me, tell me, do you feel the pressure now?
Everybody live like it’s the last day you will ever see
Tell me, tell me, do you feel the pressure now?
Everybody sing like it’s the last song you will ever sing
Tell me, tell me, do you feel the pressure?

Alright, so you think you’re ready?
Ok, then you say this with me
Go!
We were born for this
(We were born for this)
Alright, so you think you’re ready?
OK, then you say this with me
Go!
We were born for this
(We were born for this)
We were born for this
(We were born for this)

We were born for
We were born for

Everybody sing like it’s the last song you will ever sing
Tell me, tell me, can you feel the pressure?
Everybody live like it’s the last day you will ever see
Tell me, tell me, can you feel the pressure now?
Everybody sing like it’s the last song you will ever sing
Tell me, tell me, can you feel the pressure?
Tell me, tell me, can you feel the pressure?

We were born for this
We were born for this
We were born for this

We cling to so much we think we need, like clothes and money and earthly love. If we really believed you care so much, we woudnt hold on to all this stuff. 
We see creation crying out, without even a single doubt, that you will come and restore, what we have continued to destroy more and more. And we are wary to cry your name, because deep down we are just ashamed. We don’t fit the culture, and it feels like torture; What can we say of that, we all look like scared and dirty rats. While people die and don’t resist, we just sit and look embarrassed. We judge our brothers, and cast the first stone at others. While all the while we go to church, and sit up on our little perch. Looking down on everyone, and make judgements on why the world looks so ‘fun’. Instead lets all go tell, so hopefully a few won’t go to hell. The narrow path is to the side, but you won’t be able to fit all your pride. Drop it all and let him take, complete control of your fate.

To love means to open ourselves to the NEGATIVE as well as the positive - to GRIEF, SORROW, and DISAPPOINTMENT as well as to joy, fulfillment, and an intensity of consciousness we did not know was possible before. Because God can work through all things, not just the things WE WANT him to work through (in). And, HE doesn’t just work everything to your good, but to the good of the Christian body; His Church. Not everything can ‘Work Out’ in your personal story. But EVERYTHING WILL work out, when you put yourself in Gods story. We are just clay, trying to tell other pieces of clay who The Potter is, he is all-powerful and can shape us into anything, ANYTHING, even if we resist, but it will be all the more beautiful if we can just surrender everything we are, everything we think we are doing right. and just jet HIM show is if it REALLY is right, because we really can’t afford to be wrong. 

Playing games, and stupid lies

I hope that we can be just fine

Without this mess everyone seems to need

That monster is somthing we dont need to feed

I know this might be premature

but i cant help but look to the future

Im stoked to see you everytime

A conversation with you seems so sublime

Time is always just running out

I wish we could just turn off the spout

A bright and warm sunny day, 

cant compare to your beauty, its not fair

I want to dive and melt away

Into your deep brown eyes today

These butterflys are something new

I cant believe their because of you.