Chorus:
What if you were the lie the whole time?
What if you were the one who concealed the sublime
the whole time?
Verse 1:
You were the only finite thing.
You plucked the feathers from your own wing.
You could barely sing.
Verse 2:
You thanked God that you weren't like the rest.
You held onto your money and you claimed to be blessed.
No one’s impressed.
Chorus
Verse 3:
You shouted them down, but you’re blind!
You tried to call fire but God bided his time.
You’re all in your mind.
Chorus
Conclusion:
What if you were the lie the whole time?
What if you were the one who concealed the sublime?
The whole time you've been thinking that you’re doing just fine
and your locks are secure with alarms to remind
you to shut out the light with your opinions so perfectly defined,
but you were the lie the whole time.