They pretend to be the One to be afraid of
Caressing our souls away from us, and
Hold the Word to keep us all in line
If we just fold our hands and smile
So many wasted
Promises rhapsodized never take us higher
Don’t be not afraid of their
Excommunication you’ll survive
Please have no shame cause you
Will ascend, n’ climb and you will rise
So many wasted
Promises rhapsodized
So many wasted
Sundays trying to avoid the fire
So many wasted
Promises to take you higher
They pretend to be the One we should be afraid of
Caressing our souls away
So many wasted
Promises rhapsodized
So many wasted
Sundays trying to avoid the fire
I’ve seen the twisted ways
They pushed the guilt inside and made you believe you have to
Try to Suffer, live and die their way
But it doesn’t have to be this way
You don’t have to be
Shaken and confused and hanging onto anything you can find