Bike Ride by Worship This Lyrics

Windows are boarded up
Plywood shades warping
This house tells a tale of mourning
The kids still ride their bikes past this house slowly
In disbelief, they couldn't sleep that night
This house is my reminder, a portrait traced into my minds eye
It's endless revolving doors
Circles of life and nothing more
The world will always be our lives composed to paper
Torn apart then thrown away
I know that there's a reason why we try so hard to shake the hands of fate
There are no words that could ever stop the pain
Our lives will carry on the same
This house is my reminder of what we have and who we live for
Is this what life's worth living for?
The world will always be our lives composed to paper
Torn apart then thrown away
I know that there's a reason why we give our lives to end only the same
There are no words that could ever stop the pain
Our lives carry on