From the album Lifted

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Lyrics

We seem so lost today, Truth is the Needle and the World is the Hay
All we need is a little bit of Faith,
So Look into the Stars and You'll Find your Way

But it Feels like a Virus inside us,
Feeds on the Hate, Thrives on the Violence
All we need is alittle bit of Guidance, Before the Truth is quietly silenced

But they don't wanna Hear what we Say, Don't really Care if the Number has a Name
So the Virus becomes a Plague, Now the Plague is the One who Runs this Game

Who Runs this Game, The Plague is the One who Runs this Game,
Who Runs this Game

It's a One in a Million Chance, People walk by without a passing glance
Everyone for their own Advance,
Puppets on a string, so we Dance their Dance

But it Feels like a Fire inside us, Needs to be Free, Fly to the Highest
All we need is the Fuel to Ignite us, Before the Truth is quietly silenced

But they don't wanna Hear what we Say, Don't really Care if the Number has a Name
So the Virus becomes a Plague, Now the Plague is the One who Runs this Game

Who Runs this Game, The Plague is the One who Runs this Game,
Who Runs this Game

We seem so lost today, Truth is the Needle and the World is the Hay
All we need is a little bit of Faith, So Look into the Stars and You'll Find your Way

You'll Find your Way, Look into the Stars and You'll Find your Way
But it Feels like a Fire inside us,
Needs to be Free, Fly to the Highest
All we need is the Fuel to Ignite us, Before the Truth is quietly silenced