Fading Squares to Gray (Satellite)

What have you been into? Are you searching a ocean for a step of dry land?

Your life is a complex play and there are no extra seats on the front row of ignorance

Have you corrupted everything on your side of the atmosphere?

You claim to have opened your eyes to have seen, but you’re afraid to see

You play with fire; rationalize your theology, and created a God that approves of you

Only time can tell if this life of yours is real

Just like your authentic lifestyle doesn’t meet reality

You are walking a fine line of exposure

If everyone finds out whom you are

Will you learn to love or hate the truth?

It helps putting up an authentic front but if the front isn’t authentic then what is?

All your colorful squares are fading to a line of gray

Your life wars against itself, how long can you stand

Hey there, the satellite is watching, it’s seeing some questions

Your actions aren’t providing the answers

Does the sun still shine in the deep ocean?

If you cannot see it, does it mean it is not there?

Look up to the sky, you won’t be able to see me, but I see you