Текст песни Chevelle — Envy

How will this pan out?
Search and wish, so loud,
Keep a candle burning,
To each his own shall learn.

Before I turn in envy,
I learn through sorrow,
I turn in envy
And go to the wall.

See how the colours run
And feel your sunday rest,
Give me a name, ring it in,
Some change is for the best.
Oh, I may not win the race,
I may not reach the top,
Oh I may not live your way,
But it does not mean I'm stuck here,
We may not fit the mould,
Kind of going off now,
The medicine inside takes a stronger hold.

As we turn in envy,
I learn through sorrow,
I turn in envy
And go to the wall.
Before I learn in envy,
I learn through sorrow,
I learn in envy
And go to the wall.

To the wall... [x6]

Before I turn in envy,
I learn through sorrow,
I turn in envy
And go to the wall.
(To the wall... [repeats during singing chorus])