Receiving Satellites (Post-Hardcore.COM)

I tried to set myself apart, I just can't let myself keep letting you down. 
I have this fear that I'll fall from your grace again, won't you catch me though I can't make amends, won't you compromise? 
I'm receiving signs from satellites, they'll be my guide so I won't stray. 
Can't you see I'm trying here? I'm trying not to lose my place. 
Temptation calls to me, I've done some awful things. 
Won't you compromise, won't you compromise!? 

Receiving signs from satellites, they'll be my guide so I won't stray. 
Tell me when I'm at the line that meets the loss, just tell me when I've gone too far, so I won't stray away. 

I'm losing hope, I'm losing sleep, how could I stray so carelessly. 
As I look towards a new direction as we have many times before, 
I know we can't go wrong, just look me in the eye and tell me where to go. 

I'm receiving signs from satellites, they'll be my guide so I won't stray. 
Tell me when I'm at the line that meets the loss, tell me when I've gone too far, so I won't stray away. 

My heart, my hands have been surrendered to you and I trust in the choices I've made, though my doubts heavy but begin to rise I ask that you lead me to your grace.