Hey, the mornings grey Just like the holes in your soul Do you feel them when you pray to your old ways? I'm not blocking you out- you were always standing in my way Just like the holes in your soul- Do you feel them when you pray to your old ways? I'm not blocking you out- you were always standing in my way We shake the great from the shackled We're not sorry that we're sorry for our old ways We rake the great cause we have to We're not sorry that we're sorry for our old ways I can feel you separate Just take the bait and I'll turn the page Hey, do you still pray? Do you know that the feelings gone away? Now you're astray I'm not blocking you out- you were always standing in my way Just like the holes in your soul- Do you feel them when you pray to your old ways? I'm not blocking you out- you were always standing in my way We shake the great from the shackled We're not sorry that we're sorry for our old ways We rake the great cause we have to We're not sorry that we're sorry for our old ways I can feel you separate Just take the bait and I'll turn the page Just like the holes in your soul- Do you feel them when you pray to your old ways? I'm not blocking you out- you were always standing in my way