Underoath To Whom It May Concern Lyrics

So hold your head up high and know
It's not the end of the road.
Walk down this beaten path before
You pack your things and head home.
At the end of the road,
You'll find what you've been longing for.
So hold your head up high and know
It's not the end of the road.
Walk down this beaten path before
You pack your things and head home.
At the end of the road,
You'll find what you've been longing for.

I know, 'cause my feet have the scars to show.
I was lost with vague direction
And no place to call home.

Yeah!!!

It's time for you to press on,
This is not your war.
Set your sights, set your sights to north.
Press on, press on, oh.
This is not your escape.
It's time for you to press on,
This is not your war.
Set your sights, set your sights to north.
Press on, press on, oh.
This is not your escape.

Wash away what they thought of you,
And press on, press on.

Cause in this place, we're all as good as dead.
End cycle.
Cause in this place, we're all as good as dead.
End cycle.

Press on.

Behind the mask you'll find yourself alone.
It's not the end of the road,
The end of the road for you.

At the end of the road,
You'll find what you've been longing for,
You'll find what you've been longing for,
You'll find what you've been longing for.