superMan's cape by bLiNdFAiTh

you, must, be, truly insane
if you thank for a second,
i'd stoop, to ya level,
and play ya childish games--
i might have, at one time,
denied my infatutation, and lied, and set aside advice, in a vain attempt to hide
that i even i deny--
You, are, truly insane...

what the fuck is goin on off in your brain
why the hell cant you thank ljust ike i thank
now, who is, truly insane
maybe what you need is to be just like me,
with bruises, cuts thats bleed,
screamed at and beat,
scarred until you weep, and believe what i believe.
...not a peep, you hear me?
...just be like me
keep what you think to yourself, secretly.
like i said, not a peep... okay?
Who's Insane? ...thats right,
now go wipe ya stupid face!
...You, are, truly insane

now who are you to say
that the way that it is today's
the way its always been
and thangs aint gonna change
"itll always be the same"
and the chance of that's
hands down, the saddest thang
"bow ya heads now, we'll pass around this plate
pretend like yall gon pray
andwell pretend we dont get paid"

with the masses entertained,
and waitin on god's grace;
they debate thier faith,
and praise what they thank,
deliver thanks in what ever way
and then to get thier sin forgiven
scrape thier knees,
and whisper screams of desperate pleas
in search for missing links,
but never for a second,
will they ever think to question.
the rules to the game
the tools of the trade
a full day wasted pullin supermans cape
not to mention they way their blind faith
is pulled around and shaped
by fools who run a blind mans race
faithful and courageous with the bible as a cane
they forge 'word of day' phrases
torn away from the pages
of a book that keep us waitin...
for god's sake, take ya pick and tell me who the hell is insane?!
You, are, truly insane
yes its destined that we're on our way
You, are, truly insane
and at this rate keep up the pace,
You, are, truly insane
good luck homeboy, 'break a leg'
You, are, truly insane
Just believe when i say things can always change...