Saints is about a sleep disorder. The theme behind it is about wanting to better yourself and not using the hand life delt you as an excuse to be a shitty human being.
lyrics
Can I wake up before these days are gone?
the life i'm missing I feel so fucken hopeless
I cant keep pushing forward
when my minds two steps behind me
been staring at the ceiling
wating to slip away
save me save me
from all the days I crawl through on my knees
how can I be anything
when the ground underneath wont hold my feet
and I beg and I scream
to find clarity in all I see
these days become so distant
that real life feels dead to me
I've been bringing myself to break
for years I've been lying here
hoping you'll come and save
these fading days
But one day
i'll be better than before
Believe me
I'll be something they adore
Just one day
these times will be forgotten
I'll feel no pain
I wont be carrying this curse
when theres no one above
that you could ask for answers
who would you ever want to turn to
after all im the one that I trust in
to get me out of this hell that I'm living
im lead by desperation
stronger through no fear of failing
cause I want it so much more
just give me something to beleive in
cause I've gotta keep beleiving
that one day
i'll be better than before
Believe me
I'll be something they adore
Just one day
these times will be forgotten
I'll feel no pain
I wont be carrying this curse
give me strength cause I just wanna be free
from all that seperates me
it's all for the love of life
and your nothing but a killer in me
theres no saints where you belong
cause they're watching over me