| "I'm Fine" | |
| Count down to tragedy, now your living fine This world of hypocrisy, has all but covered the line Debris of reality, has muddied black and white Your nature’s contrality, loves darkness rather than light Don't want to see the light Don't want to know the truth The god of your universe Has created your proof One look in the mirror, and you think you’re ready to go But, the state of your union is a bridge just waiting to blow The fuse of your short life is pleading for relief You refuse to acknowledge the very thing that’s giving you grief Don't want to see the light Don't want to know the truth The god of your universe Has created your proof Don't believe the propaganda Its been spun to dull your mind Make believe that there’s no heaven Southbound lemmings join the line You think God has been made up, that’s why you ignore But on those final days, you’ll be face down on the floor Drowning in your shallow world, see no way of release Don’t refuse to acknowledge the very One who offers you peace |
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