Acting like an innocent, a different cause of action
All kinds of harm to yourself, (to) observe your passive life
Want me to break down feelings away, sorry but I won't again
Shot off vital aspects of soul, you're not your life's director
To fulfill an active role and grow your God inside
We're falling down, we're down and out
Why act this way, signs say go
As if you're running in a horror film
Only director turns the inside out
He's to judge when the tale will end your role
He defines in the script your bottom line
What if book are lying?
What if prayers and words and colors are not alive?
Moral heights are gone and that fake injustice won't come
What if days are drying?
Empty pages reflect your lifetime
Buried in seconds, forcing the blame
Passive observer you step in yourself
So Alone
So Alone
So Alone
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