| Song | Thank God |
| Artist | Counterparts |
| Album | The Current Will Carry Us |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I want to thank you for never being there. Your absence has | |
| forced me to find my own way. While others are led through life with a | |
| blindfold, I can see clearly, the rain will wash me away. I reject the thought | |
| of a god when all we see is the work of an ill-fated world. I reject a liar’s | |
| cross. Who am I to say what I believe is right for the masses? I just know it’s | |
| right for me. For this I have secured my place in hell, but every day I face is | |
| my own heaven in the making. What do you believe in? What do you think is | |
| right? Centuries have passed, the voice of reason is still being suppressed. | |
| Salvation dances in front of their faces, but they’re too blind to see. I | |
| reject the thought of a God, when all we see is the work of an ill-fated world. | |
| I reject a liar’s cross. Thank you for never being there. Thank God for never | |
| being there. |
| I want to thank you for never being there. Your absence has | |
| forced me to find my own way. While others are led through life with a | |
| blindfold, I can see clearly, the rain will wash me away. I reject the thought | |
| of a god when all we see is the work of an illfated world. I reject a liar' s | |
| cross. Who am I to say what I believe is right for the masses? I just know it' s | |
| right for me. For this I have secured my place in hell, but every day I face is | |
| my own heaven in the making. What do you believe in? What do you think is | |
| right? Centuries have passed, the voice of reason is still being suppressed. | |
| Salvation dances in front of their faces, but they' re too blind to see. I | |
| reject the thought of a God, when all we see is the work of an illfated world. | |
| I reject a liar' s cross. Thank you for never being there. Thank God for never | |
| being there. |
| I want to thank you for never being there. Your absence has | |
| forced me to find my own way. While others are led through life with a | |
| blindfold, I can see clearly, the rain will wash me away. I reject the thought | |
| of a god when all we see is the work of an illfated world. I reject a liar' s | |
| cross. Who am I to say what I believe is right for the masses? I just know it' s | |
| right for me. For this I have secured my place in hell, but every day I face is | |
| my own heaven in the making. What do you believe in? What do you think is | |
| right? Centuries have passed, the voice of reason is still being suppressed. | |
| Salvation dances in front of their faces, but they' re too blind to see. I | |
| reject the thought of a God, when all we see is the work of an illfated world. | |
| I reject a liar' s cross. Thank you for never being there. Thank God for never | |
| being there. |