We’re all victims of our circumstance
With a second glance
I know that I am not the only one
Whos been calloused by religion
And all the superstition
That its brought into my life since I
Was young
Take it from me
It’s already too late
Separated by faith
Waking up in new ways
Broken by my confidence

How could I have seen
What my life would be
How could I have known
You’re watching over me
How could I have tried
Spiritual suicide
How did I end up alone
Weathered and worn

It’s complicated to be ripped and
Torn
And we battle our suspicions
Plagued with our addictions
Yet we never seem to settle out the
Score
It’s already too late
Separated by faith
Waking up in new ways
Broken by my confidence

How could I have seen
What my life would be
How could I have known
You’re watching over me
How could I have tried
Spiritual suicide
How did I end up alone
Weathered and worn

How could I have seen you?

How could I have seen
What my life would be
How could I have known
You’re watching over me
How could I have tried
Spiritual suicide
How did I end up alone
Weathered and worn