| Flyleaf - Swept Away | |
| The evil fell from your pretty mouth | |
| Wrapped in your classic voice | |
| Angelic in your syntax, demonic in your motive | |
| Your pretty eyes don't know | |
| That the water flowing from this well isn't fresh | |
| Demolish all that sets you up against your rising up | |
| Confessing all that's broken and watch the healing come | |
| Spread out your open hands | |
| Admit you've held them shut | |
| Turn all the way around | |
| Be swept away by this | |
| Time for surrender | |
| Spread out your open hands | |
| And He will raise you up | |
| Confessing all that's broken | |
| And watch the healing come | |
| Spread out your open hands | |
| Admit you've held them shut | |
| Be swept away by this | |
| Your clothes are smooth and spotless | |
| The air is putrid sewage | |
| Downwind of your pressed church clothes | |
| Your eyes are black and empty | |
| Your deeds are just for showing | |
| How big and bright your fake smile glows | |
| I see you moving and their getting scared | |
| Their eyes are focusing on something else | |
| You're staring at me and I stare at you | |
| I rage against everything that you do | |
| See them surrender | |
| Spread out your open hands | |
| And he will raise you up | |
| Confessing all that's broken | |
| Look at the healing come | |
| Spread out your open hands | |
| Admit you've held them shut | |
| Be swept away by this | |
| I see you moving and their getting scared | |
| Their eyes are focusing on something else | |
| You're staring at me and I stare at you | |
| I rage against everything that you do | |
| So get this hell out out of my way | |
| There's nothing more that you can say so | |
| Get this hell out, get this hell out, out out of my way | |
| We spread our open hands | |
| And He is rising up | |
| Repairing all that's broken | |
| Look at the healing come | |
| We spread our open hands | |
| Forgiveness holds them up | |
| We're swept away by this |