Alone on stage without a song so where is Jesus now and where do I belong? What is faith if there is no proof? The answer is the same but not for everyone, the question lingers on
So out of desperation Humans do their worst to find out what that is A mystery known to many as the divine... it's their dime
If What they wrote is what he said, to equally forgive, We read the whole thing wrong And guidance should be used like a tool When it gets handed down It tends to get so damn confusing for a fool
And every word they preach is only opinion That's why our love divides itself into a thousand pieces Like bullets shot in vain, without sight Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
