Call It Correct

All your comfort striped away
All your dreams shattered
All that you have believed in is gone
So tell me something, so tell me am I looking in?
So tell me something, are we just over thinking it?
Slowly step across the field of flowers
Trying to breath life into your poisoned lungs
Will you believe me as i correct this?
All your comfort striped away
All your dreams shattered
All that you have believed in is gone
Commanded to keep us all inside the dotted lines