"Falling On Deaf Ears" lyrics

"Falling On Deaf Ears"

Garbage in; garbage out. Questions still persist.
The way in which we were created is still debated heavily.
If we're an experiment, where's the petri dish located?
And who's the one conducting tests?

God are you listening?!
All your careful people call for what they need.
What if you're not real? And we're wasting
All the precious time we have for worship,
When we're getting nothing back.
Back.

Fairy tales in a parlor
With a basket filled with dollars.
A way to vent frustration.
Maybe we buy salvation.
What if I'm wrong?
What if I'm wrong?

And I'll burn in an apocalyptic realm.

When we seek intelligence
We're told to look up for answers.
The truth might not be what we thought
But are we willing to look away if nothing happens?
What makes a heartbeat?

God you're not listening!
All your careful people call for what they need.
What if you're not real? And we're wasting
All the precious time we have for worship,
When we're getting nothing back.

Martyr!
What if I'm wrong? (There's no way to take it back)

Fairy tales in a parlor
With a basket filled with dollars.
A way to vent frustration.
Maybe we buy salvation.
What if I'm wrong?
What if I'm wrong?

And I'll burn in an apocalyptic realm.
And I'll burn in an apocalyptic realm.
I'll burn (I'll burn)
I'll burn (I'll burn)
And I'll burn in an apocalyptic realm.
And I'll burn in an apocalyptic realm.
I'll burn (I'll burn) in an apocalyptic realm.
I'll burn (I'll burn) in an apocalyptic realm.


Writer(s): Shane Gann, John Stirrat, Aric Garcia, Donovan Melero
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