The Dear Hunter - A Curse Of Cynicism - Red lyrics

It's a curse in a cycle of misbelief, and it keeps on happening A tradition, a trail of deceit. I never stopped and questioned ,"Why is it so damned hard to find anyone Who can get behind such a simple plot?" Keep your eye on the prize Think what you want. Believe What you think. Know what you believe 'cause its all misconceived. I asked you for nothing. Nothing But ,"Why?". "Because" isn't and answer, it's just a reply It's a cure. A disciple of belief and it keeps you Here with me, and it keeps on happening And I never meant to k** the prize like an unreliable fire Anyone can get behind,"keep your eye on the prize." I am cynical. It's a curse I am cynical. I've got nothing you want. Take everything. Don't leave anything. Hollow me. Take the core. Leave nothing At all. I'm cynical. Nothing left