Hybrid

Everyday is the same
Nothing changes
Just the names and faces
and situations
Who made up the rules
That we follow?
Who's the chosen fool
And the fallen?
I'm betting my life
That it all rewinds and erases
Do I have the right
To receive God's eternal graces?
I know, I may sound disturbed
I know...
But I have this feeling that
None of this matters
I Know, I may sound disturbed
I know...
But I keep on thinking that
Accidents happen
Prophecies that show