St. Augustine Lyrics

I'm lost

Constantly battling all my thoughts

Feening proper motivation

To give my passion to God

Or is it motivation or me just being confused?

My mind is racing through scriptures

To get my questions disproved

And I'm listening

Maybe my mind has always been twisted

Second guessing but my ignorance

Quickly dismissed it

Knowledge equals power

And it's sure to be the death of me

Knowledge left me guessing

Not as epic as it's said to be

Square one , back to the basics

Let me find myself

Traveled through the world

And let me see if I can find some help

Started as a caterpillar

Then became a butterfly

Sunny days or rainy weather

Never crossed the other side

Lounging and found what I never could know

And the answers are the questions

I'm left in the cold

And i'm reading, deceiving myself to keep going

But the path is sure backwards

I'll never be home

My life is not your lore

Please help me through this lord

Cause I still want to be yours

But still I am not sure

Was looking in the east

But I could never find my peace

Was searching in the south

But I was down in the mouth

Struggled to the north

My only option was the fourth

Made it to the west

And then I thought it'd be the best

But I was surely mistaken

I've contemplated and debated

Every path that I've taken

I've compensated my insecurities

By using the word

But now the truth is a perspective

And i'm caught in a blur

And yet i'm not even sure

I'm rather lost on the subject of free will

Knowing that I should copy

What jesus would be still

Do I really have a choice

If my other option is death

Hurry give me an answer

Before I run out of breath

Cause I'm singing all his praises

And never once have I thought

Why I would be a sinner

If I was born in a mosque

If we all have a choice then it's certain

We all astray

Or maybe we're just sheep

And we follow whatever way

But I'm tired of all the hate

Tired of all the fakes

I'm tired of all the hypocrite angels

Judging my faith

I'm tired of all the greed

Tired of all the war

I'm tired of being clueless on

What i'm doing this for

There's battles in my mind

For answers I can't find

Lord give me a clear sign

I'm fighting for man kind

Cause my worry isn't with if

I'll make it to heavens gates

I'm wondering if all of its real

In the first place

Lounging and found what I never could know

And the answers are the questions

I'm left in the cold

And I'm reading

Deceiving myself to keep going

But the path is sure backwards

I'll never be home

My life is not your lore

Please help me through this lord

Cause I still want to be yours

But still I am not sure

Is there purpose in life?

Is there substance in death?

Am I losing this fight?

Or am I out of breath?

Is there purpose in life?

Is there substance in death?

Am I losing this fight?

Or am I out of breath?

Is there purpose in life?

Is there substance in death?

Am I losing this fight?

Or am I out of breath?