Leave

Steven's in a bind as to what should be done

His soul is blessed and trousers pressed

But mind undone

The gospels all seem pretty clear

We'll be delivered from our fear

Oh no

Stacey walks from door-to-door to spread the news

Always strong on right and wrong

Yet doubts ensue

The leaders that she stands behind

The words of late have seemed unkind

Oh no

The sweet relief of strong belief

In dogma, Gods or crown

And faced with doubts, of in or out

Elect to double down

And leave

(When this world's destroyed there's nothing else to come)

Leave

(An imperfect peace when all is said and done)

Leave

(And if there's no-one buying, then it's too late to sell)

Leave - Oh no

Satan rubs his hands and counts another pile

A fragile tower determined not to reconcile

He never dreamt that he'd succeed

Convincing fools to not concede

Oh no

This precipice, this deep abyss

Of ignorant debate

And as we race to not lose face

He screams accelerate

And leave

(When this world's destroyed there's nothing else to come)

Leave

(An imperfect peace when all is said and done)

Leave

(And if there's no-one buying, then it's too late to sell)

Leave - Oh no