Proud

Where can i go to heal the heartache Where can i go to mend my mistakes O my god, what are we fighting for A house made of stone on a floor of sand Swallows you up, like you don’t stand a chance Are architects so wrong to be so sure You set fires in the hearts of all of us Fires you started just because you needed to be proud Proud Is there a place to so the sadness Where I’m the king of all this madness Reality turns into fairytale Where forgiveness falls right from the sky And bitterness won’t waste our time Where love and good intentions never fail You set fires in the hearts of all of us Fires you started just because you needed to be proud Proud You set fires in the hearts of all of us Fires you started just because you needed to be proud Proud