Will someone help him down
Take those stakes out and lose the crown
Give it up, know that no one here believes you
You haven't got a clue
How long your tricks will stick around
This swimming conclusion and all your people now

Well I believe, I believe in reality
Yeah I believe, I believe we're all addicted in the end
To vulnerability

Sunday bells are ringing out
Dress up in your best dependency
Now point your finger at the world's hilarity

These stories that serve as your mould
Are absolutely nothing more
Than ink on paper truth be told

Well I believe, I believe in reality
Yeah I believe, I believe
Dear Mother I am sorry!

Well I believe, I believe in reality
Yeah I believe, I believe that this is
All just a historical forgery

Let's resurrect our faith
In the air we breathe!
And not a man in the sky oh please...

This is a celebration of our belief in reality
Life can be quite simple
Why don't you pull up a chair and see?
Turning water into wine in ancient times just doesn't
Do holy to me I'm sorry
I'll waste my time otherwise on Sunday



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    General Comment:I posted these lyrics here a couple weeks ago and I just saw that they've already been spammed around to a bunch of lyric sites. Interesting.
    BadAstronauton August 30, 2011   Link

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