People look at you in the strangest ways
Oh baby
People need to choose
One bite of morphine can flock all your senses
Come on
Let the animal loose
Facing the light
Facing the commodore
Fake it tonight
Fake it like every morning after
Faces of Jesus, it's a miracle
We have faith in all the colors that we see, that's all
Facing the cards between the short and tall
We have faith in what's inside this little blasted hall
We have faith.
We bubble, we break
We rebound, one day
People tend to believe the craziest lies
You wonder
Do they ever know
One by one the ashtray's filling
Come on
Let the engine blow
Facing the light
Facing the commodore
Fake it tonight
Fake it like every morning after
Faces of Jesus, it's a miracle
We have faith in all the colors that we see, that's all
Facing the cards between the short and tall
We have faith in what's inside this little blasted hall
We have faith.
Facing the light
Facing the commodore
Fake it tonight
Fake it like every morning after
Faces of Jesus, it's a miracle
We have faith in all the colors that we see, that's all
Facing the cards between the short and tall
We have faith in what's inside this little blasted hall
We have...
I apologize if this song offends anyone before I get into detail as to why I wrote it. This song was made after coming from my sisters' funeral. Once again, I took a breakdown and went under a depression. I then lashed out at God, saying if He was real, then He wouldn't do that stuff to people. This song was made the day I became a Nonlichist. Most people don't know what that is, but it means that I so far into disbelief that I don't even believe in atheism.