Losing Belief

Chelsea Wheatley and Benjamin McDonald

Hey, you there with the cards
It's a stab in the dark but can you hear this?
I keep searching for a sign, to keep this fantasy alive
So let me chance upon some cosmic call
I've got countless crafts to make me feel like I'm alive
Trade you what you want in return for the prize

Lights are dimming, the feeling's beginning to leave
Tell me what lies ahead cause I'm losing belief

We've come too far to give up now
We've come too far to give up
We're in too deep to give up now
We're in too deep to give up

I'm displayed before the shrine with so many sheep in line
And I'm counting them in my sleep
I inch toward the front, trying not to get put off
Cause this sorry scene ain't my scene
I keep calling out to make me feel like you are there
It's so clear to me now all I see is myself

Lights are dimming, the feeling's beginning to leave
Tell me what lies ahead cause I'm losing belief

We've come too far to give up now
We've come too far to give up
We're in too deep to give up now
We're in too deep to give up

I don't need none of the validation
I'm the one with the muscle, I'm good
And I am all that I need
Take me or leave me, I'm good
I must be more than I give credit for
I'm the one with the muscle, I'm good
And I am all that I need
Take me or leave me, I'm good
I don't need none of the validation
I'm the one with the muscle, I'm good

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