Verse 1 I light a candle in the quiet Try to separate the noise Is this faith or just a story I’ve been telling to myself? Every prayer feels like a circle Every answer feels too close Like I’m writing what I’m hearing But convincing myself it’s not Pre-Chorus If truth is something I can bend How do I know where I end? Chorus Am I deluded, or awake? Is this real, or what I make? Every word I think I hear Sounds familiar in my ear Is it truth, or just a lie That I need to get me by? Am I reaching something higher— Or just talking to my mind? Verse 2 They say God is always speaking But it sounds like inner speech Not a stranger, not a distance Just a voice within my reach And I want it to be something More than neurons firing light More than patterns I’ve been forming In the dark to feel alright Pre-Chorus If I need it, does it break? Does belief make truth… or fake? Chorus Am I deluded, or awake? Is this real, or what I make? Every sign I think I see Could be coincidence to me Is it faith, or self-design? Drawing meaning out of time Am I reaching something higher— Or just echoing inside? Bridge If it’s all in my reflection Why does it feel so profound? Why does something in the silence Feel like more than just a sound? Maybe minds are built to wander Maybe built to also find Something bigger than their limits Even if it’s self-defined Break I don’t know if I’ve been fooled Or if doubt’s the greater rule Final Chorus Am I deluded, or awake? Is this truth, or what I make? If it’s all inside my head Why does it pull me ahead? Is it false, or just unseen? Something real I can’t yet name? Am I lost inside illusion— Or just standing at the edge? Outro If it’s a lie, it’s one that heals If it’s real, it still conceals So I walk this fragile line… Between invention and divine.
