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