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Date of issue: 08.02.2015
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Faithless (Am I) |
September 2012, |
Cameron Smith, |
Hotel Books, |
I believe that intelligence is relative but wisdom is universal, |
I believe that life is not a performance and no-one gets a rehearsal, |
I accept that nature is our environment and deserves to be well kept, |
But nurture is our calling and it is the reason we were ever made to exist, |
I believe that answers are scarce and that’s what makes them worth it, |
Universalism is fraud just like the matchbook we use called religion, |
Feeble attempts at running a match on sand paper hoping it lights, |
When the flame starts with passion not an understanding of all things in life, |
Philosophy was made to dissolve our natural comfort of ignorance, |
God existed long before us and that’s where we find our solutions, |
Heads in the sand shuts out our demons but also shuts our light to see visions, |
I believe you were made to be alive and your life is your mission, |
Incisions and visions small holes to let truth seek through and dilute the |
water we let our hearts dive into, |
Looking for monetary incentives but lack the repentance to seek love despite |
our apprehension, |
Like a prison sentence, we all fear heaven, |
Like the unknown ocean that happens most of our worlds convention, |
Our own conviction is resistant because we fear being misrepresented, |
Or misinterpreted with no real grounding to base our relations, |
We take a vacation from the truths we used to subscribe to called revelations, |
A nation of prescriptions and solutions and narcotics found abusive, |
Relying on conclusions before asking the right questions, |
Skip a section, skip a sequence, and find yourself bleeding, |
Forfeited destination to avoid temporary mistreatment, |
Our remedies feel like potions and our leaders practice hypnosis to garnish the |
abortion of passion from our devotion, |
Stricken with foreign motives we have lost our footing and are falling into |
this ocean, |
Convincing our children to compromise with depression, |
And to practice being an activist, |
To poison our opinions of gods presence, |
Sometimes I try to look back and figure out what happened, |
We were made to be one nation under god, |
Not one nation under personal advancements, |
And this modern fight for temporary happiness instead of joys, poison and |
regression, |
But in the kingdom of heaven we are free from the suppression |
We were given a choice, |
We were given a voice, |
No longer do we have to inject this poison, |
Cause in the kingdom of heaven, we are free from the suppression, |
We were made to be one nation under god, |
Not one nation under religion, |
We were made to be one nation under god, |
Not one nation under personal advancements. |