Lyrics Grits – Believe

What do you believe, what do you believe, believe, believe, believe;
what do you believe; what do you believe; what do you believe

Repeat as background during all Choruses

Chorus 1:

Livin lavish like the Biltmore; what the blood spilt for; a ship in harbor is safe; but that ain’t what it’s built for; do all I can to help you get more; if you forgive my slight intrusion; I see this night is confusin’; a constant fight with illusions; shed a light on conclusions; what you desire is a way out; day in and day out; do not disturb signs; so I’ll stay out; how long will you let the torture grasp you; I see spirits manifestin’; blockin’ blessings with the questions; that you hear me ask you; keep it up so much will pass you; you can make it on a prayer; yeah, that’s true; but barely getting’ by, when you can do more; why would you want to; forgettin’ that the wood’s dry and the fire’s on you; life’s a hassle, be prepared to rassle; it can be rough; but it don’t have to; you can make it full of smiles; somethin’ to laugh to; so pick and choose; my message thick; so squeeze and watch it ooze; make it a game to where your fears lose; let’s go.

Chorus 1 x2

There’s a way that seems right; in the heart of a man; and many angels of light; in disguise destroyin’ man; so most choose to refuse; the absolute truth; replace it with lies; use ignorance as excuse; it’s hard to conceive; what the mind can’t comprehend; and harder to believe; what the eyes can’t understand; we look to theory, philosophies and thought; for a sure foundation; in a belief we once sought; while the shadow of truth; cast an image so clear; the closer it gets; we reject it out of fear; if we really wanted truth; we would give our lives for it; walk in its direction of light; for God’s glory; the saga continues; ‘cause most hearts are deceived; if we really wanted truth; we would live and believe; so the saga continues; ‘cause most hearts are deceived; if we really wanted truth; we would live and believe in it.

Chorus 1

yeah

Chorus 1 x3

Chorus 2:
Everybody needs something as proof;
something in hand;
to know the truth;
everybody needs something to see;
something to feel;
and something to be, yeah