Untreatable Disease Paroles

If the future's on the take,
Then these plans can hardly count as fate.
And you,
You were right.

Hope,
Is a mortal enemy.
It's got me on my knees,
Bound and gagged and begging for mercy.
And home,
Is never far away.
At the bottom of a grave,
Left for dead and finally found it's place.
And you,
You were right.
You were right.
You were right.

Hope,
Is knowing this won't last, A means to finally end.
Burn it out and let it live again.
Cause you,
You were right.
You were right.
You were right.

You were right,
You find your own way.
Left behind,
I'll follow someday.

You were right,
You find your own way.
Left behind,
I'll follow someday.

You were right.
You were right.
You were right.