Don’t Leave Clean

What is it's wrong with you
That you accept the life that others choose
Dictated to you by some politics
And stack at that you too

Shut your brain down now and end your doubt
You know you might as well believe in outs
Because miracles, my friend, they are not real

You say you feel it
Do you really believe it?
Sweet delusion every day
But have you seen them?
Do you believe in love?
This of all the marking things your way

Do you ever question morally
That you have to save your child with lies and fears
To maintain unquestion and belief of your God over theirs

There so much that you could believe in
That it's all real and it could mean something
Because you must see it realize everywhere

You say you feel it
Do you really believe it?
Sweet delusion every day
But have you seen them?
Do you believe in love?
This of all the marking things your way

In my life I'll fall apart
I'll not feel love, I'll not feel art
I will feel that my life's been mean
At least I know, I'll not leave clean