Birds

[Verse 1] This is our true alarm. This is reality. We will do what we can We are just figurines with a theology that we don't understand We can't forget the beginning, when He set our broken wings [Chorus] God, how much does it take for us to be loved? For us to be saved? We are all birds stuck inside our cage, covered up with praise And behind our saints we hide our face Oh, the numbers come. Yeah, they're dialing in We can't help but to compare ourselves again [Verse 2] I can't believe in this -- this blue-lipped, lifeless kiss. We can't see past our thrones We fight for life within, but our walls are wearing thin Oh God, where have we gone? When I'm just one fighting indifference, does it matter what I say? [Chorus] God, how much does it take for us to be loved? For us to be saved? We are all birds stuck inside our cage, covered up with praise And behind our saints we hide our face Oh, the numbers come. Yeah, they're dialing in We can't help but to compare ourselves again [Outro] It's not that there were ever bad intentions -- it's more that we forgot where to call home From important things that we don't know to mention, it's the uniform that we put on -- the formula we have for love

Pajaros

Verso 1: Esta es nuestra verdadera alarma, esto es la realidad, haremos lo que podamos Solo somos figuritas con una teología que no entendemos No podemos olvidar el comienzo, cuando ponemos nuestras alas rotas Coro: Dios, que tanto se necesita para que seamos amados? Para que seamos salvados? Somos pajaros atrapados dentro de una jaula, cubierta con alabanza Y detrás nuestros santos escondemos nuestras caras Oh, los números vienen, si, estan marcando No podemos evitar mas que compararnos de nuevo Verso 2: No puedo creer en esto, este labio azul, vida sin beso, no podemos ver pasando nuestros tronos Peleamos por la vida, pero nuestros muros son delgados Oh dios, a donde hemos ido? Cuando solo soy uno pelando la indiferencia, importa lo que diga? Coro: Dios, que tanto se necesita para que seamos amados? Para que seamos salvados? Somos pajaros atrapados dentro de una jaula, cubierta con alabanza Y detrás nuestros santos escondemos nuestras caras Oh, los números vienen, si, estan marcando No podemos evitar mas que compararnos de nuevo Salida: No es que hubieron malas intensiones – es mas lo que olvidamos Donde llamar hogar De cosas importantes que no sabemos mencionar, es el uniforme que Nos poneos – la formula que tenemos por amor