Losing Faith Like I'M Losing Time

There’s a beating heart It’s not just mine Losing faith Like I’m losing time What do you need to convince me of? We are what we’re made of. What we have is all we have. We all have to fight our demons We all pray to correct the past And scream to the sky for no reason. So, will I die, if I’m wrong? Will I die, if I don’t guess at all? Is this what it’s like when we’re gone You see that your reflection Really wasn’t anyone I said, "My God what a crazy plan I think I feel bad About these strangers in my head I didn’t invite them in But they’ll leave when I let them" I said, “My God I’m home again And can I read The layers of your skin? Because I see what we all see That the truth is just skin deep And i'm just here for the weekend”