The Color Morale - I, The Jury

There's a cure for all the dead
In all the dead
All the dead
It all started out as another failed attempt
They all died underfed
For the sake of all that's failing
I'd rather die on my knees
than stand her with these
same old tired worn out feet of mine
Walking circles because my chords remain unbalanced
This is not about me
This in not about us
Father Father will they let you in (let you in)
Please forgive me
I am one of them (One of them)
So rear me open and reach right in
They don't have to go the same way the came
Born to sin in due time
They'll all find that they can forgiven
We all live in a world of convictions
An ugly world with ugly surroundings
you don't recognize your own faces
cause there's more than
more than just one side
we are all our own jury
Some day day we'll be put on trial
This is not about me
This not about us (Oh us)
Father Father will they let you (let you in)
Please forgive me
I am one of them (one of them)
Oh let me in, let me in
[chorus]
You don't forgive others for their sake
You forgive for your own sake
You don't forgive only for your sake
For the sake of our falling
Forgive yourself today
I stand tallest from my knees.