Songtexte: Weasel King (The). Musical Decree Number Twenty-Four. What You Believe.

It has to be me
I have to be the one
It has to be this way

Here I am
Alive and well
Yeah, here I am
You look surprised to see me

Search your soul
For one last piece of humility
Fill the hole
If it isn?t love then whatcha believe
It all comes down to this
Yeah, it all comes down to this

The sun breaks the horizon
Burns bright in both our eyes
Your eyes say you?re finally starting to wake up and realize

Search your soul
For one last piece of humility
Fill the hole
If it isn?t love then whatcha believe
It all comes down to this
Yeah, it all comes down to this
You better be sure of what you believe
You better be sure of what you believe

White did surround
A second chance in a shroud
Now you can cut me, but I will not bleed
You just better be sure of what you believe

Search your soul
For one last piece of humility
Fill the hole
If it isn?t love then whatcha believe
It all comes down to this
Yeah, it all comes down to this
You better be sure of what you believe
You better be sure of what you believe