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Oct 2010
Surface, where's the purpose?

Can we get deeper, instead of making the cliff steeper
Or is this all we got?

Simple Apathy, or Simple Neglect has put us on a path towards wreck.
Do I even know you? Do I even know myself?

Why all these questions?

It’s scary to say that we all have secrets, and finally know that it is completely true.
You’re hiding something from me, I’m hiding something from you.

All we’ve known is surface. No wonder we’ve lost our purpose.

Blank faces, day to day
Blank people seem to get in my way.

I’m not terrified to understand you, I’m just terrified for you to see me.

And so our community falls apart, and yet worse than that
Instead it’s built on lies, made steady by meaningless chat.

Where is your God? Are you holding him, or is he holding you?

Is he sitting on your surface, or is he your complete purpose?
Written by
Brad Pietryga
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