Take a deep breath of air, taste the remorse in it
That you got the world you wanted, with no divine source in it
We forgot what to believe when we learned the language of lies
What a tangled web we weave, when we stop praying to the skies
This may not be the world that you find appealing
The world is looking back at you and it’s a mutual feeling
So you can either change for the world
Or be strange for the world
Or be the one who tries to rearrange the whole world
People do the former, it doesn’t make a difference
You’re just another conformer, waiting for deliverance
And to the God we misplaced, the earth prays for more meteors
After the human race, it begs for more dinosaurs.
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