March Against the World

Me against the world
When all the others turn their backs and walk away
You can count on me

God, speak truth to my heart or show a forcep
I'm at a fork in the road
I need an oasis or doorstep, cold as I've been
The mirage always fades when I round the bend
The attacks always come when I lower defense
Around my heart, I've been building a fence
I dug a moat but every demon can float
Can't trust what the preacher man wrote
Can't harvest, can't reap, I didn't sow
I can't hear your voice at all again
I think I either went Van Gogh or you were never there at all
Trusting your ways is an order very tall
Praying to a heaven so big, I feel small
I think every prayer probably echoes off the walls
I think that air up there is too thick or something
Did you think at all, when you built the system
That you'd have trouble imparting your wisdom
I was not built for a life like this
Where the keys that I find turn into another prison
I was not prepped for the hurdles of addiction
I was not taught to be calm and just listen
Maybe that's the reason for your very deaf diction
The pews I sit in start thinning
The walls are closing in; you can't miss it
The stained glass made a cut in my fist
And Satan's laugh started sounding like a lullaby
When I read the good word, it didn't fit
When I embraced the path and started solipsising
I became the one thing that I missed
I won't trip

Me against the world
When all the others turn their backs and walk away
You can count on me
Me against the world
When all the others turn their backs and walk away
You can count on me



Credits
Writer(s): Levi Hinson
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