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Made like a mirror to reflect his glory
But the glass got smashed, by the counterfeit story
We gave into pride
Sacrificed life, on that day we died inside
Outside we ignited a rebellion
An infectious disease that labels us felons
Cold and alone, ever wandering in search of a home
Bridge:
Hearts breaking, hands shaking
In time with our hearts vibrating
We say bridges to yesterday are burned
Seasons over, all those leaves have turned
But we cannot look now
We can only keep our gaze locked on the ground
And we stand with wide wide eyes
As our world comes crashing down
Chorus
Who am I to say I'm right?
Who am I to say you're wrong?
Play judge, look you in the eye
Who am I to throw the stones?
I remember when trust went for free
Sold for a smile on the face of a fantasy
Truth found her home in the pages of fairy tales
Decadent words formed the phrases for dreams that failed
Now trust is a costly commodity
Giving it away is the mark of absurdity
And truth is a homeless traveler
Hoping in the night to be found
And we wave goodbye to our innocence
And we wave goodbye to our ignorance
And we wave goodbye to our nursery mindsets
Abandoning cribs of complacence
Translate to:
Made like a mirror to reflect his glory
But the glass got smashed, by the counterfeit story
We gave into pride
Sacrificed life, on that day we died inside
Outside we ignited a rebellion
An infectious disease that labels us felons
Cold and alone, ever wandering in search of a home
Bridge:
Hearts breaking, hands shaking
In time with our hearts vibrating
We say bridges to yesterday are burned
Seasons over, all those leaves have turned
But we cannot look now
We can only keep our gaze locked on the ground
And we stand with wide wide eyes
As our world comes crashing down
Chorus
Who am I to say I'm right?
Who am I to say you're wrong?
Play judge, look you in the eye
Who am I to throw the stones?
I remember when trust went for free
Sold for a smile on the face of a fantasy
Truth found her home in the pages of fairy tales
Decadent words formed the phrases for dreams that failed
Now trust is a costly commodity
Giving it away is the mark of absurdity
And truth is a homeless traveler
Hoping in the night to be found
And we wave goodbye to our innocence
And we wave goodbye to our ignorance
And we wave goodbye to our nursery mindsets
Abandoning cribs of complacence