Underoath - Something More

Origin of consciousness,
Fat acid rhetoric
Promulgate me mentally
Twisted to no deity

Something more
Something more!

Interpret your reality,
Sell to me no absolutes
Moral relativity,
This world is false

Something more
Something more!

I have a weak soul
I am of flesh and bone
I have a spirit
That cries out to know more
The speculation seems so vague
It does not fulfill
What's real inside of me

Don't pacify spiritual
Teach me to be me in Christ
Origin of consciousness
Spiritual
I am not what meets the eye