Fake

July 2, 2005 at 10:48 am (Church, Song Lyrics/Poems By Me)

Fake

By: Me

A family, a body; Christian unity
Brother and sister, you and me
It sounds so nice while sitting in church
We nod in agreement as we hurt

A smile, a laugh, a pat on the back
This replaces the intimacy we lack
Two hours a week we get our church
And this is supposed to heal our hurts?

I’ll tell you what it’s all about
I’ll tell you how it is

It’s fake
We’re all a bunch of fakes
Our smiles are learned
While lives are burned
It’s fake
We’re all a bunch of fakes
Don’t tell me
I won’t tell you
It’s fake

We wonder why we’re such a wreck
Divorce and drugs, abuse and sex
We chalk it up to society
Really the problem is with you and me

We live in an alternate reality
To think our lives are so pristine
But we don’t even want to change
Even though we could heal the pain

But I’ll tell you what it’s all about
I’ll tell you how it is

It’s fake
We’re all a bunch of fakes
Our smiles are learned
While lives are burned
It’s fake
We’re all a bunch of fakes
Don’t tell me
I won’t tell you
It’s fake

He’s struggling with sin
He keeps giving in
But no one knows about it
Even though he wants to win

She needs something for the pain
She’s at the wrong place
But no one knows about it
At least not till she’s gone

We were meant to live this life together
Any storm we could weather
If only we would drop the walls
If only we could bare our souls

It’s fake
We’re all a bunch of fakes
Our smiles are learned
While lives are burned
It’s fake
We’re all a bunch of fakes
Don’t tell me
I won’t tell you
It’s fake

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