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 here with these same old
Tired and worn out feet of mine
Walking circles
Because my chords remain unbalanced

This is not about me
This is not about us
Father, Father, will they let you in, let you in?
Please forgive me
I am one of them, one of them
Father, Father, will they let you in, let you in?
Please forgive me
I am one of them

So tear 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 be 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 we'll be put on trial

This is not about me
This is not about us
Father, Father, will they let you in, let you in?
Please forgive me
I am one of them, one of them
Oh, let me in
Oh, let me in

So tear 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 be forgiven

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
Today I stand tallest from my knees
From my knees, from my knees