Speak Up Selah

Speak up Selah, be clear

I know you've spent your years

Speaking in riddles to avoid

Being in the middle of things

This freshly bleached dog-eared page

Lion cub in a cage

Perfect seeing thou made light

From a million state lines away

And you hang your defeat

Above the beds that you sleep, said,

'It's always been this way'

And I knew I was born

Just to creep through the thorns

And never see your face

Wake up Selah, it's dark

Don't need to see to know

You've made your mark

Brushite like redden, from the story

You read when you were five

I didn't mean to be weak

I tried to make you speak

Now it's me blabbering that oh, you make me

So goddamn glad to be alive

And the blame that you need

For the shame that you keep

To have made you this way

I know I was born

Just to creep through the thorns

And never see your face

Oh, I'll never see your face now

Speak up Selah, be clear

About your pitying words

As they're nothing you fear

Make me the villain

For the hole that you're filling today

Your body's a state of decay

Still you rise and fall in a day

Ghost in the mirror

While this world withers away