Every tree has got her root And every girl forbidden fruit And got her demons And the path I chose to go A different girl so long ago I had my reasons And she's in my head so loud And screaming, "Shouldn't you be proud of what you came from?" "Oh you've been crippled and you've walked and You've been shut up and you talked So let's talk some more" (One, two, three The flashback to get me On a one, two, four The threat of the memory) Where is the hand For me to reach? Where is the moral I'll ever teach myself? In all the black (black) In all the grief (grief) I am redeemed And it's ripping at my heart Because I'm dodging all the darts And on a slow train And then I'll wear it 'til it tatters And it shatters on the floor In instant replay Oh, we're all rotten And we're pure And we're just looking for the cure That feels like spring snow And all we have is who we are And where we been got us this far So let me go Where is the hand For me to reach? Where is the moral I'll never teach myself? In all the black (black) In all the grief (grief) I am redeemed Well Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh Where is the hand For me to reach? Where is the moral I'll never teach myself? In all the black In all the grief Through all the pain And unbelief These are the words That they all scream I am redeemed