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This is our true alarms.
This is reality.
We will do what we can.
We are just figurines
With a theology
That we donât understand.
And we canât forget the beginning,
When He set our broken wings.
Oh, God, how much does it take
For us to be loved?
For us to be saved?
We all are birds
Stuck inside our cage,
Covered up with praise.
And behind our saints
We hide our face.
Oh, the numbers come.
Yeah, theyâre dialing in.
And we canât help but to compare ourselves again.
I canât believe in this-â
This blue-lipped, lifeless kiss.
And we canât see past our thrones.
And we fight for life within,
But our walls are wearing thin.
Oh God, where have we gone?
When Iâm just one fighting indifference,
Does it matter what I say?
Oh, God, how much does it take
For us to be loved?
For us to be saved?
We all are birds
Stuck inside our cage,
Covered up with praise.
And behind our saints
We hide our face.
Oh, the numbers come.
Yeah, theyâre dialing in.
And we canât help but to compare ourselves again.
Itâs not that there were ever bad intentions--
Itâs more that we forgot where to call home.
From important things that we donât know to mention,
Itâs the uniform that we put onâ-
The formula we have for love.
Beautiful intentions
Formula for love
Beautiful intentions
Formula for love
Itâs not that there were ever bad intentions--
[Beautiful intentions]
Itâs more that we forgot where to call home.
[Formula for love]
From important things that we donât know to mention,
[Beautiful intentions]
Itâs the uniform that we put onâ-
[Formula for love]
The formula we have for love.