False Freedom

I've lost too many times to see. This crooked cross will

never save me

Fuck belief, This is reason, We won't know what is next

until it's gone

I'm glad I'm on my own, I'm glad I'm on my own

I'm happy knowing I've got nothing to prove

I'm glad I'm on my own, I'm glad I'm on my own

Alive and knowing I've got nothing to lose

I've lost too many times to see, this crooked cross will

never save me

Fuck belief, this is reason

I look to open skies and see, the net of safety tied down

on me

No more than common myth to help you through the life you

live

I'll put my hands up high, I'm never going to need the

burden

I'll but my hands up high, I'm never going to need to

worship

Let's put an end to this, I'm never going to need the

burden

Let's put an end to this, I'm never going to need to

worship

Our guided, our given, Fed to the sun for all you're

worth without reason

The force-feeding, false freedom. Let's find the meaning

of peace

Let's find a reason to live.