That I’m off in my head that I’ve grown out of touch,
Because sometimes a word keeps me up at night,
Like it’s giving a test, like it’s starting a fight.
That I’m off in my head that I’ve grown out of touch,
Because sometimes a word keeps me up at night,
Like it’s giving a test, like it’s starting a fight.
Is it bringing us down? Is it taking us higher?
Is ”love” just a word I’m reciting to you?
How does it show in the things that I do?
Is it bringing us down? Is it taking us higher?
Is ”love” just a word I’m reciting to you?
How does it show in the things that I do?
Is it tainted by lies? Is it seeking the truth?
Is “peace” something sweet on the tip of my tongue?
Is it something I live, makes it worth getting hung?
Is it tainted by lies? Is it seeking the truth?
Is “peace” something sweet on the tip of my tongue?
Is it something I live, makes it worth getting hung?