We’re all victims of our circumstance With a second glance I know that I am not the only one Whos been calloused by religion And all the superstition That its brought into my life since I Was young Take it from me It’s already too late Separated by faith Waking up in new ways Broken by my confidence How could I have seen What my life would be How could I have known You’re watching over me How could I have tried Spiritual suicide How did I end up alone Weathered and worn It’s complicated to be ripped and Torn And we battle our suspicions Plagued with our addictions Yet we never seem to settle out the Score It’s already too late Separated by faith Waking up in new ways Broken by my confidence How could I have seen What my life would be How could I have known You’re watching over me How could I have tried Spiritual suicide How did I end up alone Weathered and worn How could I have seen you? How could I have seen What my life would be How could I have known You’re watching over me How could I have tried Spiritual suicide How did I end up alone Weathered and worn