Verse 1:
Why’s your head low? What are you on about?
Are you broken? Or are you only in doubt?
Get a grip on, and keep composed again
When you’re shallow, there’s no deep end to swim
Staying mellow, is neutral, maybe a sin
Lift your eyes up; you can do it all again
Bridge:
I must confess you’re overacting
Attention is the only thing attracting
Is this some kind of sick manipulation?
Over dramatize your situation?
Chorus:
’Cause you’re blessed, you’re the best
And Charis, manifests, when your eyes, are, open
In the end, don’t pretend
You don’t know, your façade, is only bringing you down
Verse 2:
Do you battle, when you get out of bed?
Get on the saddle, ’cause it is all in your head
Smoke and mirrors, will fade into the night
Chorus:
’Cause you’re blessed, you’re the best
And Charis, manifests, when your eyes, are, open
In the end, don’t pretend
You don’t know, your façade, is only bringing you down
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