One: Twentyseven Lyrics - Singles - As Cities Burn

When will the weak shame the strong 

And not collapse into our own arms? 

When, when will we raise our flags past half [Incomprehensible] 

And not collapse into our own arms? 

But shame will keep us who we are 

Shame is the anchor tied around my ankle 

Shame keeps me low and close to the bottom 

Where I am the least 

At the bottom 

Where pride has never been and never will 

(The swell of my chest) 

I stand on this 

Where pride has never been and never will 

(The swell of my chest) 

I call this brave 

But how dare I call this love 

And not bear my cross to the end 

But how dare I call this love 

And not bear my cross to the end 

How dare I 

How can I call this love when all that I am 

Is because your love endures my back to it 

Your love endures my back to it 

Your love endures my back to it, my back to it 

My back to it