I am sick. I am not doing well.
Iʼm writing home, because I your need help.
Livinʼ the dream ainʼt so dreamy darlinʼ
Livinʼ the dream ainʼt me

Cause I canʼt kill this animal between my ears
And I canʼt stop feeding it what Iʼve fed it years

Can you restore whatʼs been taken?
Can you restore whatʼs been given away?

What good is freedom if my heartʼs a slave to sin?
My allegiance lies with me.
Oh, my pride is overwhelming.
My hands ready, my body poised, for malevolence
I canʼt keep fighting it, I canʼt swing through the tears

Can you restore whatʼs been taken?
Can you restore whatʼs been given away?

Iʼd like a little of your blood but thatʼs all
Just enough forgiveness to keep on being careless

Am I more than the sum of the things I have and havenʼt done?
Am I more than the sum of the things I have and havenʼt done?
Am I more than the sum of the things I have and havenʼt done?
Am I more than the sum of the things I have and havenʼt done?

How do we undo whatʼs already been done?
With nothing to stand on, we fall,
Weʼve been falling before we first stood up.

Can you restore whatʼs been taken?
Can you restore whatʼs been taken?
Can you restore whatʼs been taken?
Can you restore whatʼs been given away?

Am I more than the sum of the things I have and havenʼt done?