writing on the walls : underoath

Maybe we, why don't we sit right here for half an hour? We'll speak of what a waste I am, and how we missed your beat again! I swear we need to find some comfort in this run down place. To bridge the gap of this conscious state that we live in. And I'm short of time. How could you trust it(these fate trashed walls). To fit the shape of what they tell you.

Come on, move on, move on. But mostly what they show you.
(Yeah, yeah)Not this wayNot this way. I'm taking back all the things I said. Thinking back all the things I said(keep me filled in, I swear coming)
We walk alone,We walk alone,We walk alone,We walk alone,We walk alone,We walk alone, back home
My own back home
You're almost gone and I'm ok (I still say you're sorry) to give you chance to be afraid. But never. I remember your presenceI hope to God you come downI hope to God you feel this nowI hope to, god you come downI hope to,(God)I know there must be some way out of here and all of them will be waiting there.
I like this song because I like screamo and I like christian music.
It has a good guitarist but underoath isn't as good.