Lyrics

This one's for the listener
The consumer who has given their eyes
Away to guile
Abandoned truth to give in to lies
But enticement leads to death
Turn away brother
Turn away my sister
See your hands, see your heart
You saw it from the start
You don't find love on a screen
This for the performer
The puppet who has given their flesh
To all the others
And your honor has been reduced to ash
I hope truth will find your ear
Turn away brother
Turn away my sister
See your hands, see your heart
You saw it from the start
You don't form love on a screen
Give it up
I swear to you it's not worth your love
Give it up
Turn away there's freedom above
Close your eyes
Remember who you were once before
You are more than this my friend
And this one's for the author
A slaughterer of beauty for gain
Who finds his pleasure
In normalizing suffering and pain
Manipulating
Controlling and objectifying life
Stripping worth from broken bodies
While hiding menace and strife
A precious practice from the depths of hell
You fool, you do not know
Give it up
I swear to you it's not worth your love
Give it up
Turn away there's freedom above
Close your eyes
Remember who you were once before
You are more than this my friend
These lies aren't love on a screen
These lies aren't love on a screen
You are more than this my friend
Please believe me
Written by: Micah Lindley
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