FLY

Eh-em, ok, look (Sing it with me)
Fly, oh, fly (Louder)
Spread your wings and fly, oh, fly
Spread your wings and fly, oh, fly
Spread your wings and fly, oh, fly (One, two, three, four)

Fly, oh, fly
Spread your wings and fly, oh, fly
Spread your wings and fly, oh, fly
Spread your wings and fly, oh, fly

Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly like a bird
Away from the pain and the hurt of this world
Away from all the mistakes of the past
Away from the enemies made by your acts
Oh Lord, I wish I could run
But the chains in my brain won't let me move on
From everything in my life that I did wrong
And now it's starting to feel like it's too much
I wish I could fly
Grow a pair of wings, and take off to the sky
Leave everything wrong with this world behind
Pass the pearly gates, and spend the rest of my time with Christ (But no!)
I know I've sinned too much
And the only thing I deserve is to be judged
Then thrown into Hell in a pair of cuffs
And live the rest of forever in Satan's clutch
(Hold up, don't God forgive all sinners?)
What if you don't want to be forgiven?
Because your experience with religion destroyed every part of your being?
Left your heart bleeding, and
Broke your faith in God to where you can't believe Him?
That's me, and I got a few questions
Like if your load is light, then why do I see every back breaking? (Why?)
Or if you gave us a talent, why are we then gated? (Why?)
Or if we're not to judge, then why is everyone tryna pull the speck in (Why?)
Every other eye, when there's one in their own
And unaware of their own blindness, all they end up doing is blinding us all?
That ain't God-like in any sort of way- in fact, I wanna run from it
But I gotta be this way if I don't wanna open up a chance to let the devil win?
I think it's about time I made my choice
So until y'all reform, I'm removing my voice
So, like a dove, Holy Spirit, wash me white
'Cause I'm 'bout to strike out, spread my wings, and learn to-

Fly, oh, fly
Spread your wings and fly, oh, fly
Spread your wings and fly, oh, fly
Spread your wings and fly, oh, fly

Oh yeah, and just to clarify
I'm still a believer
I just believe a little differently than you do
Yeah, RO-B. Z.!

You think they understood?
I'll check
We can- (*gunshot*)



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Writer(s): Robert Zaitsev
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