Apostasia

So many things I see, so many things I observe
But is it apostasy, cauterization?
Neither the mind nor the heart, I can't speak
Shame? Maybe, it is

Many die by my side
And you? You’ll deal with it later
I had nothing to say
Just another one who’s gone
And I didn’t pay attention

Stop asking, just do it
Jesus is at the door
Stop accusing, stop
Look at yourself

You think the label on your clothes is beautiful
You see the next guy and judge him for being poor
Turn your face, why talk?
He’s poor, he won’t understand me
You see the rich and call him a thief
You think your soul is lost
But you’re just begging
Begging for forgiveness

Stop asking, just do it
Jesus is at the door
Stop accusing, stop
Look at yourself

You think the label on your clothes is beautiful
You see the next guy and judge him for being poor
Turn your face, why talk?
He’s poor, he won’t understand me
You see the rich and call him a thief
You think your soul is lost
But you’re just begging
Begging for forgiveness

Stop asking, just do it
Jesus is at the door
Stop accusing, stop
Look at yourself

Stop asking, just do it
Jesus is at the door
Stop accusing, stop
Look at yourself

Stop asking, just do it
Jesus is at the door
Stop accusing, stop
Look at yourself

Stop asking, just do it
Jesus is at the door
Stop accusing, stop
Look at yourself