You smoke screen with your judgmental words
But when the air clears, you're just a scared little child
You smoke screen, but you're fearful inside
That God doesn't love you, and you let fear run you wild
When someone is wrong, you write them off
Never give a second chance
What if God had been that strict with you
And destroyed you without a second glance
You smoke screen with your angelic face
You look so holy, but you're struggling inside
You smoke screen when you point the finger
'Cause no one's looking to see your problem with pride
When someone is wrong, you write them off
Never give a second chance
What if God had been that strict with you
And destroyed you without a second glance
When someone is wrong, you write them off
Never give a second chance
What if God had been that strict with you
And destroyed you without a second glance
You smoke screen, but you're fearful inside
That God doesn't love you, and you let fear run you wild
You look so holy, but you're struggling inside
When the air clears, you're just a scared little child