Savior Songtext
von Naturalist

I don′t feel like we have a savior
When all I see is suffering. He died too young
When every night I pray to my maker, nothing comes
Tell me now, is this our human nature
To bring ourselves down, we walk around like loaded guns
Children with cancer, natural disasters
What's your reason


Let′s double down on these double standards
Tell me what it takes to be father
Why should I apologize, you're the one that's always bothered
With all eyes on you now do you feel like a martyr
I am my brother′s keeper, come and worship at the altar
I don′t think we know anything at all
We just like to hear ourselves talk
Are the words are not written in red
Would I change my approach
It's just the world we live in
It′s just fact or fiction
Who needs a second opinion
You should know, Whatever I say goes

I don't feel like we have a savior
When all I see is suffering. He died too young
When every night I pray to my maker, nothing comes
Tell me now, is this our human nature
To bring ourselves down, we walk around like loaded guns
Children with cancer, natural disasters
What′s your reason

It's another question without an answer
Tell me. Do we deserve better
I′ll break your heart searching for a place to start over
I am certain our uncertainty is what was needed all along
The world is resting on the shoulders
Of someone too tired to carry it all

I found Jesus Christ, all alone
Face painted white. Headed home
Said he's already died once before and seen enough
We aren't worth saving anymore


If their skin matches mine would you kill me again
Your white-washed Jesus
Savior of men
Would you bear teeth like lions and throw me to the wolves
To the unmasked "heroes" with something to prove
Take your flags that fly for nothing
Take your southern pride too
Take your conspiracy theories, you broadcast as truth
Take your thrones disguised as pulpits
Take your thin blue lines too
I am the savior of nothing
Especially you

Is there something I missed in every misguided step
Our autonomy was never ours
It was only a gift handed out to one another as we see so fit
But what′s the price of our freedom
A few million deaths

Do we deserve better