Call the doctor cause I know the disease is in my head
Call the priest before you know that the beast is in your head
Father tell me who am I
Judging people by and by
Father tell me where to go
When all my thoughts are blurry and all I feel is fury
Father tell me where to go
Call the doctor cause I know that I’ve been touched
By a hand that was mine, by a hand that old as time
Call the priest before you know that I’ve been wronged
By a man without a name, by a man whose hung in shame
Why don’t you see
Father tell us what to do, when our world has gone askew
Father tell us where to go
When our sky is falling down, raining fire onto the ground
Can’t you hear us calling with our hands up to sky
Up past space and satellite, up past faith and blinding light
Can’t you hear us calling now
Should we live our whole life
Binded down and paralyzed
Should we live our whole life
Binded down and patronized
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