Verse 1:
Where's all the silence?
Why's there so much noise?
I hear you in the distance
I hear you call my name
Let's burn all the steeples,
Steeples of the church
They're highly decorated
Makes us feel no worth
I want all your power
Power pulls us through
I want your children
They can't make it through
Verse 2:
I'll give you all my vices
I'll give you all my hopes
I'll give you my ambitions
If you just give me this first
Just give me your presence
Your presence is all I need
Verse 3:
Here is your silence
I've gotten rid of the noise
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