This Is It

You are letting flies get inside
You let them drag you to their side
Make you think that you are alright
And that... that will make you no good

New lords are calling
Old lies are growing

Bricks are breaking windows where their ladders go straight
What you used to own is some outsider's instead
No one hears no one and there is nothing to say
Use your bright side just to find a moment to pray

You'll find your own way in this
This is it
And you'll do it your way

let's say that everything's fine
let's sell your souls but not mine
and then let's look back

New lords are calling
Old lies are growing

Bricks are breaking windows where their ladders go straight
What you used to own is some outsider's instead
No one hears no one and there is nothing to say
Use your bright side just to find a moment to pray

You'll find your own way in this
This is it
And you'll do it your way    (x2)

Music and lyrics by Alex Tysen