Let the churches bells ring
The callings of the mosques wail
Allow recitals of the temples
Whisper their soft tones
Decree what they believe in
That it was written as they believe
Is it enough for a pitied soul like mine?
Sounding hollow
Not calling in your name
So I called my own way
For a piece of god I plead I relay
Transcripted wounds to the higher
Soaked with harsh words
let me grieve what I know and how I know
Casting the first stones
Even though I know
I had dark plans of my own
You bathed your troubles in me
You left your slate clean again
I spread your sins on my skin
To be semi-whole once more
In a tight space for me to pray
You left me on the dark side
Of your heart that's free solo
Getting me so low
Not exactly where I want to be
But it's somewhere in you
Where you shed broken parts that I gathered
I've built a replica for you when you're gone
Have you seen my original self?
Wearing your sins as a birthday suit?
You promised me comfort before you go
Deposit me into my fate & run away
like you always do
Something honest is dying
leaving me with two truths and a lie
Shame secrets & fake love
That still bows down before you
Have you seen my original self?
Have you seen me now?
Are you content with yourself?