Games of Faith
I'm just playing games
Of faith again
And yet nothing seems to change
I am tired of being controlled
I don't buy their words no more
No more
I'm just playing games
To cope with this pain
How could I unchain myself
How could I stop feeling guilt
All the multiple distractions
Taking my time away
From what is right
We're numbing ourselves
To face this plan of action
Each day further away
From what is vital
Fake prophets around
That make you doubtful
Glued to a screen
With endless platforms
Stuck in a bubble
It is a cycle
And I'm trapped inside
This is more than I can handle
I'm exposing what you want to hide
This didn't happen at random
I'm exposing what you want to hide
Will you stop scrolling down your feed of lies?
Choose to abandon
All the patterns that you learned online
All the multiple distractions
Taking my time away
From what is right
We're numbing ourselves
To face this plan of action
Each day further away
From what is vital
Fake prophets around
That make you doubtful
Glued to a screen
With endless platforms
Stuck in a bubble
It is a cycle
And I'm trapped inside
How could I unchain myself
How could I stop feeling guilt
Of faith again
And yet nothing seems to change
I am tired of being controlled
I don't buy their words no more
No more
I'm just playing games
To cope with this pain
How could I unchain myself
How could I stop feeling guilt
All the multiple distractions
Taking my time away
From what is right
We're numbing ourselves
To face this plan of action
Each day further away
From what is vital
Fake prophets around
That make you doubtful
Glued to a screen
With endless platforms
Stuck in a bubble
It is a cycle
And I'm trapped inside
This is more than I can handle
I'm exposing what you want to hide
This didn't happen at random
I'm exposing what you want to hide
Will you stop scrolling down your feed of lies?
Choose to abandon
All the patterns that you learned online
All the multiple distractions
Taking my time away
From what is right
We're numbing ourselves
To face this plan of action
Each day further away
From what is vital
Fake prophets around
That make you doubtful
Glued to a screen
With endless platforms
Stuck in a bubble
It is a cycle
And I'm trapped inside
How could I unchain myself
How could I stop feeling guilt
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Writer(s): Megan Duus
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