Rise Up! Rise Up!

Rise Up! Rise Up! - Cursive

Dear preacher thanks for making time for me today

Hope you don't mind if i hide behind the curtain

It's been fifteen years since my last confession

By your good book's standards i've sinned like a champion

But that book seems a tad bit out-dated

Please forgive me for questioning divinity

It's an ugly job but i think i'm up for it

I'm not saying who's right

I'm just saying there's more than one way

To skin a religion

There's more than one way

To explain our existence

Reverend sir i don't want to seem malevolent

My teenage angst is far behind me

But father certainly it's troubling to see

All these people kneeling instead of dealing

With the fact that we are all we have

So rise up rise up

There's no one to worship

But plenty of life to lose

I'm not saying "let's burn down the church"

But do you want to hear my confession

It's my greatest sin

Okay here it is:

I wasted half my life on the thought that i'd live forever

I wasn't raised to seize the day but to work and worship

'Cause "he that liveth and believeth" supposedly never dies

Rise up rise up

And live a full life

'Cause when it's over it's done

So rise up rise up

Dance and scream and love

You're not the chosen one

And i'm not the chosen one