So you’ve given up on wisdom, for your “wise” is good enough.
And you’ve canceled all your trusting ’cause you say you can’t trust us.
And the little hope you had is gone
So you’re hoping you can carry on
‘Cause despite the words of everyone
You’re sure you’re doing fine.
The fellowship you used to have became this fellow’s grave.
Your peace of mind is breaking into pieces you can’t save.
If what you wanted looked like this
Then maybe you should look a bit
And change the way you’re living it
‘Cause you aren’t doing fine.
In case you still can’t see, I’ll rest my case on one account.
Despite the hypocritical, the double-stand, the doubt.
Only Love can heal your cynic’s soul
Your heel will crush the serpent’s goal
Lift your head, and you will know
That you will do just fine.
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