Where there is fire we will carry gasoline

I walk so freely among the damned
at time it seems we´re hand and hand
the same weakness; it pumps through my veins
which of our virtues brought us here?
was it laziness? was it fear?
the same desire to see another´s pain

you hold me down
making sure I still believe
 [bad word] ground
no foundation to play my feet
taking this one thing from me
so watch me drown with only the rocks underneath

hold me down
watch me drown

when a new world is just as likely as the old
the one that you found [bad word] 
the one that left us cold
 [bad word] on [bad word] on
we´ll make it through this
open your eyes and see that we are halfway home
we´re going home