When you chose to ignore that voice in your head
And the lines become blurred with the choices you live
Stop pleasing the people who live near the steeple
And live and don’t you ever forget
Chorus So sick and frustrated with this world
They complicate it
How did they get the nerve
When will we be able to discern
A life for the price of eternal worth
Your face down in quicksand it steals your breath
And my sight becomes clear I feel my trigger hand
When did this all turn out to just be about
A man dying for the promise land
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